Page 145 of Break Me (Brayshaw High 5)

I was shocked, and then I was married.

Let’s not forget how I almost passed out when Royce slipped the ring on my finger, and not just any ring, but a custom white gold one.

A silver one.

Spearing from one side to the next are two stars that almost meet in the middle, one slightly raised over the other, each with small diamonds trailing their path, designed to look like shooting stars in the sky.

It’s perfect, more meaningful than anyone else could understand.

We were lonely souls, floating around in the dark sky, and like shooting stars, we fell.

And right into each other.

I might not make sense in logical terms, but the sentiment behind it does where we’re concerned.

So, yeah. I’m a married, knocked up eighteen year old college student and I couldn’t be happier about it.

But hold on...

I pull back, studying Royce. “How do you know where to find Bass? He still hasn’t told me where he is.”

“Come on now, Tink. I know how to find a man.”

Suspicious, I narrow my eyes. “How?”

“Follow the puss, and it shall lead to the punk,” he grins proud.

A chuckle leaves me. “So the blonde whose name I don’t even know?”

“The blonde,” he confirms. “Now, no more talkin’. Let’s go. Bass needs to hear, in person, how I’m the manliest man of us all, not that we’re surprised.”

With a laugh, we do exactly that, and not just me and Royce.

The whole damn family.

Exactly as it should be.