Bonus scene
After the funeral
Carley
After the funeral, Tristan and I went straight home to get dressed and ready for a night out with the boys. While my hair and makeup were already done, I wasn’t going to spend the rest of my night in a dress that I wore for a funeral, even if it almost felt like I would soon be walking into my own funeral. I knew I would need to dress in what I consider my armor. Tight jeans, a red crop tight top that showed a bit of my stomach and some jean wedges. Feeling sexy and comfortable is what I call armor, something I did not feel like I had when we were younger, and I had to face the world of teenagers and high school bullies.
A part of me is stuck in the past, hearing all the jokes these men used to make about me and Tristan being together. I never told
