Paper Stars Rewritten (Fallen Brook #2)

Epilogue

ELIZABETH

I don’t know why I’m here. What in the hell am I thinking?

It’s because you’re not thinking. You fucked up, Elizabeth. You just destroyed everything good in your life. You deserve every ounce of pain you’re feeling right now.

I raise my hand and knock on the dark oak door. It smells like wood cleaner. Who polishes their front door with wood cleaner?

A guy I’ve never seen before opens the door and looks at me. My hair is a wet, tangled mess, and I’m barefoot and wearing Jayson’s clothes. I must look like a crazy person.

“Can I help you?”

The door swings wide, and the man I came to see steps out. Relief pours through me.

“Kitten?”

“I need your help.”