Shattered by Bry Ann

Sometimes, when I really think about it, I can almost feel the way the breeze felt against my skin that day. How it washed over me, cooling my heated skin.
I remember counting the minutes it took to get to my boyfriend’s house. Twenty-two, but it took twenty-three that day. Maybe the extra minute was a warning.
One I didn’t heed, of course.
I wanted love. It’s all I wanted. I would have done anything for it.
It made me an easy victim.
Tell me I’m pretty here, hug me there and I was a puppet on his string. He pulled and pulled until he asked me to do the one thing I absolutely could not do.
It broke me to tell him no. Tore me up. I went over to his house that day to try and find a way to make it up to him. To fix what I broke.
Minute nineteen.
Cool breeze. Sunshine. Hope for love, fear I ruined my chance at it by being disobedient.
Minute twenty.
Black. One minute was all it took for Sage Briar-Rose to cease to exist.
To shatter her.
This is the story of how I lost myself. The story of how my naive search for love left me shattered.

Trigger Warning: This book deals with extremely sensitive topics. If you get triggered easily, I’d chose one of my other books.