EMMA
"Wanna go on a date?"
I winced a bit when he took my eyes in his, expecting a very valid yes. For the last few days, my mind had revolved around what our relationship was. And of course what that diary, was. It was always in there, in the corner of my mind, when we f****d, when we met discreetly in the mess, when we shared glances while walking through the corridor and when we message each other late at night.
"Eva"
I wanted to ask who she was. What she had been once to him.
What she was and where she had been now.
Why I was being haunted by all this?
But it would of course break me if I saw Yolo's smile withering away at the mention of a name. It would be too suffocating. to destroy whatever we had now.
I tried to resolve my own trauma by myself instead of going out and seeki
