Back at the hotel, I was still reflecting on Andrew's words. I didn't know exactly how to react. It felt like things between us were going too fast.
In a span of two days, how could he say he likes some random girl he just met. Was he able to see through my growing feelings for him that's why he tried to reciprocate in order to make me feel better? Or could I just be imagining too much?
Perhaps, he only treated me as a friend who could sympathize with him and it wasn't proper at all to think about it any other way. It's less embarrassing to assume things that were not meant to happen at the very least. I was preoccupied with all these thoughts that it was almost morning when I fell asleep.
I woke up at noon that day. The tiredness from yesterday's activities, a hangover from last night'
