Morris is the first good thing that's happened in my life. I don't want to ruin it. Maybe I should just wait for him to say something. If he has feelings for me, it's not like he won't say anything. Right?
Suddenly, nothing seems certain, and every step in front of me seems like a risky gamble. I could say something, but what if I'm wrong? I don't trust myself right now. Maybe it would be best to just let things continue as they are and then see how it all unfolds.
But right now, Morris's presence is reassuring even when he's clearly mad at me. He's still grumbling under his breath about me getting drunk, and I press my lips together to hold in my smile.
Is it really okay to hope for something that I had once believed would never be possible? My whole life, I've been the one looking aft
