Avery sat in her bedroom at Zac's house, watching out the window as the sun disappeared and the room steadily became darker. She rested her chin on her hand, leaning on her elbows.
21.
Didn't really feel like there was much to celebrate, not with the events of the last year. She had never imagined she would be spending her birthday like this. Alone.
She thought back to last year, living in New York, and she had all of these plans for what she was going to do when she finally turned 21, and now... she was back in Tulsa. Scared to be near Taylor. Single as a freaking dollar. Just... empty.
Life hadn't exactly gone the way she had thought it would, and it was much more complicated than she'd ever imagined. And while she still could, while she allowed herself the emotion, she wept and prayed for the strength to fight again.