Rose
Caleb takes a seat next to me and I shift closer to the arm rest. He's always been too clingy, like a child reaching out for his mom. I know he's actually really pitiful, but at this point, so am I.
I get up from the chair as Caleb scooches even closer and stand by the wall.
There goes my view...
He gets up too and stands in front of me, holding his hands in his pockets, looking down as he avoids eye contact, but peeks up shyly from the floor time to time.
I sigh.
"Yes?" I ask, crossing my arms on my chest and glaring at him.
He breathes deeply and takes his hands out his pockets, shaking his fingers.
Is he nervous? After all this time? I'm getting married to a f*****g coward.
He stops his fidgeting and looks me directly in my eyes.
"Yes?" I repeat, getting annoyed.
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