I survived.
Where a scared little boy risked his own life to pull me from a burning car.
Where my second chance began.
I looked up at Daniel with tears in my eyes.
“Thank you,” I told him. “For saving me. For finally telling the truth. And… for asking me to dance.”
He smiled softly.
“Anytime.”
And for the first time in years, I truly felt like my life was continue reading …