Elliot curled up under her quilt. The quilt that her mother made her when she was still pregnant and in love. Yeah, that one. Elliot tried to pull the feelings she lacked from it. Where was the love? Where was the love she once felt?
Tommy had disappeared so long ago. She wasn’t quit sure what had sparked her interest in the boy once again. Maybe it had something to do with Logan bringing it up, or she just felt lonely and missed what she had. Either way, she was intrigued by him.
Her apartment was impossibly small and cramped, but she adored it. She had done everything in her imagination to get her. To a fashion school in Paris. How hard she had worked. Being here now, nothing could be any better than this.
Quickly, she threw the quilt on the ground. She didn’t need the love. She didn’t need what had been there before. It disappeared from her life for a reason.
Yeah, for a reason.
Tommy…
