Heart to Heart by Sara Furlong-Burr

Author:Sara Furlong-Burr [Furlong-Burr, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Write Stuff Publishing, LLC
Published: 2024-02-13T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 25

AVERY

I couldn’t sleep. Instead I was only lying in bed, surrounded by the soft breathing of my roommates. In the bed next to mine, Sasha racked out after returning from her date with Tristan and having been swarmed by the others as soon as she’d set foot inside the door. Listening from the sidelines, I’d gathered precisely two things from the date: 1) they’d gone on a hike, stopping to have a picnic near a stream, and 2) there wasn’t a bathroom for miles, which after a couple of glasses of wine, had made for an uncomfortable, bumpy horseback ride back. Although bathroom fiasco and all, I was still as jealous as the rest of the women in the house.

In the far corner of the room, Bianca lay sleeping in Hadley’s old bed, which she had claimed as her own as that bed was positioned with the headboard facing south—because feng shui and shit. Of course, she kept her other bed, too, because she had more luggage than the rest of us, so it only made sense in Bianca math.

Even with Bianca being Bianca, I’d been bothered by our fight in the van. She had avoided me all evening, which I can’t say wasn’t like a breath of fresh air. She thoroughly deserved to have someone put her in her place for once. Yet, it wasn’t like me to lose my temper and play into her little game and, maybe, even get the best of her. What with the surprised expression she’d made before all the commotion in the van had died down, leaving Jay to actually try making small talk to break the tension. In doing so, he’d stolen glances at the both of us in his mirror as though expecting one of us to jump over the seat and body slam the other like we were in the WWE.

But mostly, I just wanted to go home. The humiliation. The heartbreak. Was it really worth prize money if I had to walk down the street with a bag over my head for the rest of my life when I could quit school, get a job closer to home, and help my parents that way? That was crazy, but so was being right here right now, making a fool out of myself while my mental health took a dive every time the thought of Tristan being with any of the other women here entered my mind. I was afraid of losing something I didn’t have and couldn’t have because that’s not why I was here.

I couldn’t stay in bed anymore when sleep was nowhere near close to claiming me. As quietly as I could, I slid my legs out of the covers, slipping on my slippers as I scooted off the bed and made my way from the room. The hall was sparsely lit by sconces spaced evenly down the wall on one side. On the other side were the open banisters leading downstairs, and I was just about

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