So it was decided. The next day I would be moved to a room at St. D's, where I would start the ‘Road to Recovery’. If I was lucky, Tanner estimated I would be able to return to school for the second semester. I wasn't sure if that was what I wanted, though.
I mean, maybe I would be healthier. Maybe I wouldn't be half dead. But the main problem that started everything would still be there. I still wouldn't have any friends except Finn.
And even that was going to be awkward. I mean, come on. He probably knew I liked him, and so he kissed me in order to convince me into getting help. I doubted there was any actual feeling in it. God, though, it had felt so real.
But things that seemed too good to be true usually were. Thanks for the lesson, Ginger.
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