I'm Lonely As Hell, Still Looking For Myself

Prologue.

Three months didn’t seem that long growing up, unless it was a holiday. Three months didn’t seem that long unless you were waiting for something special, like a brand new toy to come out. But three months when you get older, now that’s torture. Especially to Dani.

“Three months,” Stephen had reminded her, as he had held both of her hands as they stood in front of her house. “I’ll be back as soon as possible. Things won’t change. You’re my world.” He pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead. Things had changed. He didn’t come back as soon as possible. Everything was different now. And Dani had to move on.

But could she?