Chapter 73

Makenna's POV. I sat cross-legged on my bed, staring blankly at my laptop screen. The cursor blinked at me, mocking my attempt to write. Yesterday’s events played on a loop in my mind, each scene more vivid and painful than the last. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, but the words wouldn’t come. The previous night had been a nightmare. When we got back from the dinner, Wolfe had been my rock, holding me as I cried until I had no more tears left. Afterward, he’d done the only thing he knew would cheer me up: chocolate ice cream and a marathon of ridiculous comedies. We laughed and snuggled until I fell asleep, his arms around me like a protective shield against the world. My parents had always treated me like I was never enough. Even as a child, I was constantly compared to Kenzie. No matter what I did, it was never good enough. Last night, I had foolishly hoped that maybe, just maybe, they would be proud of me. But, of course, they had disappointed me again. I decided right then