I didn't think I'd ever return to this town.
The small mountain where I grew up is full of memories, most of them are bad. Even though my homophobic parents no longer live here, coming back here always reminds me of them and all of the trauma I experienced in my childhood. All the trauma that eventually led to my abuse of drugs and crippling depression. I've overcome most of that, but it's still hard to be here.
I only have one good memory, the memory of Wendy. She was my best friend growing up and the only woman I've ever truly loved. But we haven't spoken in years and I don't think she's going to want to see me. I don't want to see her either, to be honest. I'm to embarrassed of everything I've done. But I'm not here for her, I'm here for the funeral of another old friend. So I've got to suck it up and deal with all the pain. Then I can go back to my successful, happy life as an award-winning author.
Though, if I'm being honest, something is still missing from that life... And I think it might be Wendy.
Do I even matter to her?
I once thought I was very important to Andrea but after everything she did, I no longer believe I was. I've read her book, I expected to be in it since we were absolute best friends and grew up together. But she barely mentions me. If I was writing a book, there'd be chapters on chapters recounting our relationship.
But she isn't obligated to care for me. So even though she's back in town, I'm not obligated to care for her either. She really hurt me and there is no coming back from that. I wish her well, I have no ill feelings, but I can't pretend that I want to rekindle our relationship.
Except, deep down, I really do miss her.
This is a standalone lesbian romance novel with HEA ending!
