I Do(n't)

I Do(n't)

I fell in love with Holden York when I was six years old.<br /><br />Most of my youth came with spiral notebooks filled with doodles, wedding plans, and “Janelle York” looped in bubbly handwriting.<br /><br />However, one night in Vegas changed everything.<br /><br />I woke up to more than just a fantasy of my brother’s best friend.<br /><br />Five years later, I'm standing on his doorstep confronting him about the secret he kept from me. <br /><br />If you think this is the story of how we rode off into the sunset together…<br />You’re so wrong.<br /><br />But if you think this is the story of how Holden blackmailed me into living with him...<br />You couldn't be more right.