Chapter 19

• Thirty minutes and two more beers have left me more upbeat than ever. I feel nothing. I barely feel my legs moving and the hands touching me. I'm drenched in sweat, eager for more—wanting to jump, dance, sing, and... cry.
• I knew it was only a matter of time before he'd show up if he was still in Seattle. Although I never imagined he'd find the place so quickly.
• My lungs tightened and my chest began to ache. My vision, previously blurry, now focused intently on one thing. Henry's glare, full of anger, started to destabilize my legs.