Until My Last Breath - Book One

Jenna...Breathe...

waiting for this day for years. This is the day that dre

a dreamy and voluminous tulle skirt that gorgeously flares out underneath. My porcelain skin is composed to perfection, a

my wed

This is more than just the wedding jitters, more than just cold feet. Every part of my being tells me that I d

eved that we were destined to be together forever. So straight from college, we settled down, we got the white pi

has forgotten how to live a little. Fun does not fall under his goals, nor does the word spontaneous. He is boring to the core

I have fallen out of love with him, and to me, that means more than any ring

t marry

o get ou

ws, he might not even miss me when I am gone. All that I can scribble out of me is three wor

towards where I shall find my car. I pass a group of confused wedding guests and the entrance to the church. Brendan sees me running away, away from th

oks hurt and confused. My decision is made. I have to go. I put my car

sides, the reality of w

stic,

urself this time! Have you

What do you even do now? Have you thou

N

sive wedding dress, a phone, and if

o. I am filling this tank, and where it runs out, that is where I am going to s

d, I enter the small shop. The store clerk near

points at my wedding dress. "You r

ike running

hat did the man do

re adventure in my life. I need to feel that

e counter speaks again. "I hope you f

ment, "You might want to get ri

have been great if I grabbed m

ll head in. It's decided, I will head south. With the top down and my hair blowing in the wind, I p

ve done; I have abandoned my fiance at the altar, left my old

and put the sound

ome parts are, well, boring. It's beautiful and yet scary. This is where I want to be

make the right choice, or did I act in haste? But th

tank, it is starting to run low. A slight hint of panic, set in

am starting

seen so much r

to find another station. I nervously start to giggl

orite song

oud and sing at t

omplete standstill. Perfect, I am really in the middle of n

ect,

s road will see an

he closest

animals here that woul

g to sleep

I going to d

ith my feet in the air and the music still loud. I sing as loud as I can t

my hair. The sound of my voice echoing across the fields. Then I o

from?! You should no