58 Nikki

My eyes blink open from the harsh sun pouring through the window. I try rolling over, trying to allow sleep to cover my unconscious once more, only to blink a few times at the small folded card laying gently beside my bed on the nightstand.

Sitting up, I look around my room then rub my eyes, grabbing the card before plopping back down on the bed. Opening the card, I reread the words over and over again, not allowing them to immediately sink in.

-I’m sorry Nicole. You deserve better.

Hating he tears that have already begun threatening to reappear form last night, I close the card and put in inside the small drawer of the nightstand attempting to keep it away from my lingering thoughts of all things Bronson.

I didn’t think I would be able to sleep last night, not after everything that happened the moment I left the park after Brody shut himself off from me.