Jane
I am getting ready to go to the club. Edwina pestered me to go with them as they are celebrating her homecoming after one week. The truth is, the guys just need a reason to drink, and this time, I, too, have had too much to see and endure for this past week, so clubbing feels like a good way to wind up.
I need to be absolutely away from the world after what happened. How can I let myself drift like that? How can I let him touch me...kiss me? How can I allow myself to enjoy? It wasn't supposed to happen. I shouldn't have allowed him to do that, but as soon as he touched me, it felt like his touch was all my body craved for. It felt incredible and liberating.
It felt as if I had finally gotten what I was missing from my life. It awoke memories that I am supposed to forget. Instead of
