I was sure he was about to kiss me. For a moment, I should have moved away, but I froze. His lips brushed against mine, and I was ready to kiss him back. However, at the last moment, he turned his head slightly and placed a light kiss on my cheek.
"Good night, Erin. I'll see you in the morning," he said, and I desperately tried to hide my frustration.
"Good night, Ronald," I replied. I was convinced he was doing this on purpose, but I didn't know what he expected from me. Our relationship felt like it was beyond friendship, but then why didn’t he take advantage of the moment?
I sat on the bed, then leaned back, overwhelmed by my mixed feelings. Ronald attracted me, yet I was still grappling with the impending breakup with Kevin. I also wanted to move out, study, and be independent for a
