The Art of Dating

Six months ago, I was naive, stupid, and whiney. I believed in second chances. Even when I was boyfriend-less, apartment-less, and my best friend was on me about moving on. Five months ago, one insignificant moment changed everything. I met Logan. I agreed to undergo his ridiculous boot camp to get Cole back. Last month, a blip in time knocked my world on its axis. It threw me into free fall without the courtesy of a warning or a safety net. Yesterday, I ruined everything. One action that broke two hearts. I used to believe in second chances. My name is Devina Marshal; this is the story of how everything went to shit. Contains mature themes.