She couldn't help but wonder when she had become such a stubborn woman.
When had it begun? When had she lost sight of the goal that she had set for herself.
When had she decided that she didn't deserve the love and comfort that she had found.
When had she decided that she was no longer capable of giving back? When had she lost faith in the person that she loved most in the world.
It was funny, she supposed. After nearly a year of being in love with Evander was still thinking about him in the third person.
She had stopped caring about what he had done or what he had said or what he had looked like. Now, she wondered if he was angry.
Was he upset? Did he hate her? She hoped that he didn't hate her. She would hate herself if he did. If he blamed her for what had happened between the
