Michael POV
Late at night, I lay on my bed my mind in deep thought, thinking of what Annabelle just told me. I understood it was a tiny bit not appropriate for me to tell her that I liked her when I was still dating Rita, but she didn’t have to be so harsh about it. She still didn’t admit or deny her feelings for me which kind of left me in a big limbo. If only she would be more open about her heart issues. But it was clear she didn’t want anything to do with me, so…fuck it.
I smiled when Rita peeked her head inside my room. She smiled back when she realized I was staring back at her, hands behind my head in a relaxed posture. She still wore her night pajamas which suggested that she was having trouble sleeping too. She walked over and sat on the edge of my bed.
“ I was having trouble
