“There are two cliche sayings I truly believe in. ‘Everything happens for a reason,’ and ‘in life, you will only regret the chances you didn’t take.’ If it’s meant to be, how will you know if you don’t tell her?” Maia’s words from earlier in the day rang through my head as Noah held me in her arms.
“You,” I said as she let me go, “It’s you.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, I couldn’t help but regret it. I could see Noah’s jaw almost dropped. The only reason she held her composure was likely because the tears began to stream down my face once again.
“It’s okay,” she cooed.
“It’s not! I know you’re straight and I don’t know what I am, if I’m a lesbian or bisexual; it’s all so confusing and I have no idea what to do,” I rushed.
` “Get some sleep. It’ll all be fine by morning.”
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