*Miranda’s POV*
I walked out of my apartment with a sinking feeling in my gut. My chest tightened with every step separating me from my mate. I could only hope that our plans work out and that we would get our own version of a happily ever after. If I was religious, I’d pray, but the moon has forgotten me and I have in return vowed to forget her too.
Placing my Bluetooth earphones in my ears, I turn up the volume on my phone to allow Kanye West to sing Stronger at full volume. My heart started to beat to his rhythm, and a determined spring returned to my stride. I was going to succeed. There was no other option.
My black Audi roared as I put the pedal to the metal. Tyres screeched around the corners as I cruised out of the parking garage. My eyes squinted at the harshness of the sun ou
