Queen of Hawthorne Prep

At some point, I’ll be expected to return to the small town I grew up in and take over Hawthorne Industries. We’ve talked about what the future looks like.

Marriage.

A couple of rut rats.

A house.

The whole shebang.

I glance at Summer’s left hand and the gigantic rock that sparkles in the bright sunlight. It’s enough to straight-up blind you.

Hey, what can I say?

I like to mark my territory.

And Summer is definitely mine.

Just like I’m hers.

And that my friends, will never change no matter what life throws at us.

~The End~