Elena/Mike
Elena
Laughing our way out of the movie theater towards the double doors, I get hit with the smell of mouth-watering buttery popcorn. Neither of us had anything to eat with the movie, but now I’m kind of wishing I had some of that delicious movie past-time treat.
This wasn’t a date. Just two friends hanging out. I’m thankful he didn’t try to hold my hand. His palm was available on the armrest, but he wasn’t being pushy. I’m thankful for that.
If I’m being honest with myself, I do like Declan. He is innocent in all the terrible things that have happened. I guess you could say that he’s kind of a bad luck charm, but there’s just something about him.
I may have let him off the hook too easily for doing what he did, but his intentions were good, and he had no idea what his fa
