Chapter 26
Sutton These last couple of weeks I've felt like I was in high school again, a teenager, the girl crushing on the guy who doesn't notice her, doesn't give her the time of day, thinking every small detail is a sign which in reality is only pity. The guy who you desperately want to text you, call you, confess he secretly desires you as much as you desire him, while you anxiously jump every time your cell chimes or a knock comes at the door, hoping it's him. That's how Caleb makes me feel. I know I'm the one who walked away, but every time someone calls or stops by I desperately hope it's him, desperately hope he feels the way I feel about him, even though I pretend to myself my heart isn't his, pretend that I can stand being without him. The fact that he hasn't reached out, tried to call
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