I was filled with anxiety at the thought of seeing Noah at college on Monday. The last thing I wanted was to face him and confront all the feelings I had been trying so hard to ignore.
In a desperate attempt to find something that would catch Noah's attention and convey that I was over him, I rummaged through my closet. However, twenty frustrating minutes later, I came up empty-handed, prompting me to sneak into my mom's room to borrow one of her dresses.
When I entered, Mom was wrapped in a towel, applying her makeup. "Morning, honey," She greeted me with a smile.
"Morning! Can I borrow your red strapless dress?" I asked as I sifted through her closet.
"It's at the cleaners," She replied, eyeing me curiously. "Since when do you want to wear a dress?"
"I felt like a change," I shrugg
