Mia
Was I possessed earlier?
That was the only thought looping in my mind as I stood there, still feeling the heat of what had just happened clinging to my skin. I couldn’t understand it. I didn’t behave like that. I didn’t act on impulse like that.
So why did I?
I refused to let my emotions show. I refused to let any trace of embarrassment surface either. So I simply got up without looking at him, putting on my clothes as slowly and calmly as I could manage, forcing my expression into something indifferent, something unreadable, something that didn’t betray how loud my thoughts had suddenly become.
I needed distance.
I needed air.
“I should be going home now,” I said flatly, still not turning fully toward him.
I didn’t wait for a response and just left.
And the moment I stepped o
