Ambrose doesn't ask questions when I get into the car alone, he simply drives in silence back to my apartment. It's a rather long drive, and it feels that much longer when I'm in the backseat alone. What's been made clear to me over the course of this evening is that Rhodes has gotten under my skin. He can knock down my confidence in a matter of seconds without even really trying. I thought I could push my feelings for him aside and be what he wants me to be, but I don't think that I can.
I can't be so hot then cold all the time. I don't want to be constricted by rules and terms in a contract. I get it, I signed the damn thing, but I didn't know what this would become when I signed. This was such a stupid idea in the first place, I have no business agreeing to be in this sort of relations
