Dalenea's POV Im Dalenea. Wife mom friend. The best there is. But to have you understand everything I need to start from the beginning. Brian's POV What she said. * it isn't great right now but I'm tired
Dalenea's POV 5 years earlier** "Get up sweetheart.", my mom said to me while I was still wincing by the sudden light that filled my room. I groaned and buried my face back in my pillow. Then I heard her light footsteps leave and I finally exhaled. Suddenly I felt icy cold which is weird because it's the middle of summer. My teeth chattering I sat up instinctively. I was covered in ice and water from head to toe. I ran to the bathroom grabbing my towel on the way out. I locked the door and took a hot shower. My muscles relaxed as I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in my towel. I put on my favorite outfit. My red and black plaid crop top, light blue booty shorts, and tan cowboy boots. I flat-ironed my black hair. I grabbed my bookbag and my purse as I walked out the door. I rummaged through my purse until I found my keys and locked the door. I slid into my black Ram pick-up. I started the car and backed out of the driveway. I drove to my summer classes at the university. I pulled into a parking spot and glanced at the car to my right. A Ferrari. Dumb city folk taking over our town.