- B L A I R E -
11.14.16 // 12:37 p.m.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
That seems to be the only word running around in my mind, over and over again until it is plastered on the inside walls of my skull.
How could I be so stupid?
The letter I first received that night when I came back from the awards ceremony. T had known my last name at the club that night. He had said his name was T and somehow, I couldn't put two and two together.
Stupid.
I should have been more careful, I should have seen the signs, I should have told someone about the letter, I should have...
The door opens to the bedroom and T steps in smoothly. My heart, as if on instinct, lights up into a frenzy of thumps. He doesn't say anything at first, just stands there with his head c****d to the side and his finger running ov
