WILLIIAM
You’re just scared of admitting your feelings now that I’ve confessed mine.
Those words echo in my mind even days after they are uttered. They haunt me, mostly because they’re true. I’m scared of admitting my feelings now that I know she feels the same. Isn’t that what I’ve yearned all along? To hear that she feels it too, whatever it is that I feel for her. I’m such an asshole for acting the way I did.
“What’s on your mind?” Bethany says, snapping her thumb and forefinger in front of my face. “I’ve been here talking to myself for some minutes now.”
“I’m sorry,” I say, clearing my throat. “What were you saying?”
She sighs. “Nominations for the X-awards will begin a few months from now and we’re stuck at number four on the list of the top ten film-makers of the continent. If w
