Meant to Marry Me: Nashville Country Dreams Part 1

The rest of the semester flew by in a blur of classes and weekend gigs. By the end of the school year, Bree and Sam were practically inseparable. They were even discussing the possibility of getting an apartment together when school started in the fall. Bree didn't know how to tell Lilly, though. They'd been roommates for three years, and she couldn't imagine leaving her their senior year.

The last day of school, Bree was in their room, packing up to go home for the summer when Lilly came in, an odd look on her face. "Hey, are you okay?" Bree asked, dropping a paperback book into a box. She'd already taken a few loads home the last few weekends, but this was the last day, so she'd have to take everything else. Sam had already gone home for the summer. He lived in Michigan, so they wouldn't see each other for a few months, which would be hard.

"Uh… yeah, I’m okay,” Lilly replied. “But I need to tell you something." Lilly sat down on the edge of the naked mattress that had been her bed the last two semesters.

"What is it? Is everything all right?"

"Don't be mad…." Lilly said, gritting her teeth.

Concerned, Bree sat down on the edge of her own bed. "What is it?" she asked again.

a decision. It hasn't been an easy one, but it's made. I'm… not coming back in

hardly believe her ears. "Why not? I thought you loved

loves her new school. And you know how close I am to my sister. So… I decided to

have been talking about getting a place

great. Maybe it is fate. Just don't be mad at me, okay? Monica and I have always been so close. It's

Bree stood and hugged her roommate—soon-to-be former roommate. She'd had friends that were close enough to

same friends she considered sisters, and it just didn't happen. It wasn't

last of her things into a box while Bree did the same. It seemed like everything in her life was changing. Bree just hoped it was

Her parents had moved a few months ago. They didn't live in Shelbyville anymore, having moved to her mother's childhood home in Highview to take care of her aging grandmother. Her mother had always loved the large antebellum home, so when Grandma Ann got sick with cancer back in January and offered to give her mom the house when she passed away if they'd move in now to help her with her treatments, her parents had agreed. Her dad had taken early retirement from the postal