Chapter 171 A Wish

• There was no denying my intense need to be with him in that manner; I wanted him. But the issue was that, when it came to being naked, my utter lack of confidence would wreck everything. The state of my terrible third-degree burns, which I was recovering from, made me feel grotesquely malformed. My best features were my legs and curves, so I had no problem with my body type; it was my skin that made me want to run screaming and hide for all time.
• I winced as I drew my sleeves up to my elbows and looked around the area that gave me the most insecurity. I immediately rolled the white cotton back to my wrist and concentrated on Tyrone's happy expression. He talked nonstop about taking us zorbing and checking off many of Taylor's dream activities. After senior year, he wanted to experience the summer she had always desired, and I didn't want to hold him back by worrying too much about my burns. I gave him my whole attention, grunting affirmatively, smiling, and looking intently.
• For the following few hours, we talked about anything that came to mind until an idea suddenly occurred to me.