We try to do what's right, or rather what other say is right. But sometimes, when that goes against who we are...you have to choose.

“Having your own, um, cave at eighteen is pretty cool.”

“Okay, God, I thought. Get me out of this and I’ll stop my half-assed church-goi…”

“My smile faded, and I suddenly felt confused. My heart leapt in my chest. "Why …”

“Be sorry you lied,” he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Don’t be sorry yo…”