Review: Rewriting Destiny

Rewriting Destiny by Shelly Morgan
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

Zane is the most popular guy in the senior class. Star quarterback on our football team, champion for the last three years in wrestling, and he was also nominated Prom King this year.

The hero used to take our heroine to parties and leave her alone to have sex with other women already in high school.

“Oh God, Zane, yes! Yes!” Oh. My. God. She’s fucking Zane? I just watched him screw some chick up against a truck? I can’t believe...

Empty promises.

Zane turns toward me and takes hold of my hand. “You know I’ll always be here for you, don’t you, Baby Girl? Doesn’t matter how far away I am; I’ll always be there for you.”

They almost had sex and he does not confess his feelings making her feel bad.

He regrets what happened last night. What I thought was a turning point for us was nothing but a mistake for him.

He does not get in touch on her birthday and gives no explanation.

If he was going to wish me a happy birthday at all, he would have by now. Last year I only got a text message, and now I don’t even get that.

He does not show up at her graduation ceremony. And he also does not give a sign of life or that cares about her.

“Where’s Zane? I didn’t see him in there.” Looks like whether I want it or not, I’m going to get the answer. “Ah, well, he’s not here actually. He, uh, he’s pretty busy with school right now,” says Mrs. Hendricks.
The ceremony was beautiful and so many people showed up.
Mr. and Mrs. Hendrix, but no Zane. The only person who was really there for me was Jaxon.

He knowing that he would be deployed soon ... Why did he invite her to move to another city and change university? Does not make sense. She would be alone and friendless in a strange city.
Let's agree that our hero is a shithead.

“No, you gotta come. It’ll be fun, I promise. You can crash at my place tonight, then tomorrow we’ll spend the whole day unloading your stuff and touring the campus.”

The same pattern repeats itself again. He takes her to a party and forgets her completely because he is going to have sex with another woman. In high school, our heroine was in a familiar environment with friends. Here he left her in a strange environment and without her knowing anyone. His attitude was unforgivable and it had serious consequences.

I get up to go to the bathroom, and when I come back, there is a stunning blonde next to Zane where I was sitting a couple minutes ago

When I return to the living room, I don’t see Zane or the blonde anywhere.

“He left? But I came here with him. Why would he leave without even telling me?”

The guy didn’t use a condom when he raped me and I’m not on birth control.

The message he sends to her when she asks for help:

Zane: Jesus fucking Christ! I’m sorry, but I do have a fucking life ya know. I can’t be there for you all the fucking time. You need to learn to take care of yourself at some point. I’m not always going to be around for every little thing you need! I’m turning my phone off. Maybe I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Make sure to leave my keys on the console.

He was the one who told me I should come here to go to school. He was the one that said he would take care of me. I didn’t ask for any of this! Fuck this and fuck him.

He wasn’t there for me when I needed him the most. And when I begged him to answer me and he finally replied, he didn’t even ask if I was okay or what was wrong. He just blew up at me. Well, I’ve had enough. I’m done. Done with him, done with everything.

The old Danielle is dead, and in her place is a girl that I don’t yet know.

I can see Danielle coming back into the room. I give her a look, trying to see if she is okay, but before I can make out her expression, the blonde starts rubbing her hand up my thigh. Fuck, that feels good. Since Danielle arrived today, I’ve had a constant hard-on.

Liam comes up behind me and notices the same thing. “Like I said, you shouldn’t have left her there.”

But he’s also the man who walked away from me when I needed him the most, who fed me to the wolves and broke me beyond repair.

Weak girls get hurt because they can’t handle what destiny throws at them. I need to be strong, powerful, and unbreakable. Destiny can kiss my ass— I’m taking over, writing my own story.

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