“What was I was dying for? The sins of the past? The wrongs of the present? Did it even matter?” — Dana Michelle Burnett Copy Share Image
“What was I was dying for? The sins of the past? The wrongs of the present? Did it even matter?” — Dana Michelle Burnett Copy Share Image
“That empty sick feeling came over me again. In a big school it was easy to fade into the background, but I didn’t know… — Dana Michelle Burnett Copy Share Image
“I bolted upright in my bed, gasping for air and still feeling his touch on my hand. I could feel him watching me. I… — Dana Michelle Burnett Copy Share Image
