I Prayed for a Miracle—Now I Lock My Door at Night

“I wasn’t talking about anything,” I lied.

Tyler stepped closer, eyes narrowed. He leaned toward me like he was sniffing out truth.

“You said something,” he said. “You said I’m not okay.”

My heart slammed.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Tyler’s face hardened.

“You’re trying to get rid of me,” he said.

“No,” I whispered.

He lunged forward suddenly,continue reading …