Page 25 of This Blood That Breaks Us (This Blood That Binds Us, #3)

Dear Luke (and probably Zach too if he’s feeling less broody today),

This isn’t fair. That’s the only important thing I want to say.

P.S. Do you remember that time I had to get my wisdom teeth out? You both came, and Luke held my hand, and Zach talked to me while they put me under. I used to say it was the worst day of my life because I was one hundred percent convinced they were going to put me under and I wasn’t going to wake up again. But I’ve been thinking of that day over and over. When I woke up from my anesthesia, you were the first faces I saw. If I could time travel, I’d go back to that day. Actually, I’d pick that day in the forest and warn us all so we could avoid this whole situation. That would probably be the smart thing.

But thinking of wisdom teeth day makes my chest stop hurting for a few seconds.

Love you forever,

Presley