"I didn't say anything, mom. I was dozing off ", I added, my expression sorrowful. "My dear Aaron," Mom murmured as she sat on the bed, "maybe he couldn't stay in your room."
"Mom, please don't hurt me by saying this," I pleaded, giving her my best smile. Mom sighed, "What will I do to you, Ivy."
I began to eat while staring at my mother. My heart yearns to be with Aaron. He genuinely cares about me.
Late at night,
I was lying on the bed reading my book but couldn't seem to focus on anything. I stared at the ceiling, thinking of Aaron. What is he up to? I think he is still awake. I jumped out of bed and carefully opened the door to my porch to see his room. Yes, he is still awake. I walked up to his porch after crossing the railing. I looked inside his room. Aaron has just emerged from
