Chapter thirty-one: Mira
Something was off about Matthew tonight. He had seemed to be in a really good mood when he got home from hanging out with Vic. He had smelled of beer and gone to bed almost as soon as he got home, excusing himself with being tired from walking around all day. This in itself was odd enough, because I knew he had a fairly high tolerance for alcohol and he had spent more time running after me in one day, than he would have just walking around today, without being this tired. But what was totally strange was the fact that he didn’t attempt anything with me, he just kissed me once and got under the covers – with his shirt on! What was up with that? Maybe he was regretting this whole move-in-together thing? Maybe he wanted me to move back to my own room? I shook my head, trying to get rid of
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