TRINITY
The soft glow of my bedside lamp cast a warm light over my room, but it did little to ease the storm brewing in my chest. I sat cross-legged on the bed, phone pressed tightly to my ear as Cara’s voice filled the silence. Talking to her had always been a comfort, but tonight, even her usual cheer couldn’t drown out the turmoil I felt.
“Wait,” Cara said, her tone sharp with disbelief. “You kissed Nasir? Trinity, you kissed him?”
I groaned, pressing a hand to my forehead. “I didn't kiss him!”
“Okay, so he kissed you?” she asked, and I pursed my lips for a moment.
“Well, no. Not exactly…”
“Then what the bloody hell happened?!” she snapped, impatience and curiosity in her tone.
“Relax,Okay? I guess we kind of kissed each other? I don't know, it all just happened so fast,” I said
