The Art of Dating

Six months ago, I was naïve, 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.