Prologue

The message was only three words, but his failure to respond had changed everything. I need you... Too emotional to speak, I'd stopped at three words. The words were true. I did need him. I needed his arms around me and his reassurances that I'd be okay, that it wasn't my fault. He hadn't heard his phone, or so he told me that August when he pleaded over and over with me to forgive him. I couldn't forgive him. My anger was the only thing keeping me from hating myself.