Chapter 31
Love Doesn't Mix well
Mary POV
No matter what I did to get Andrew, nothing ever worked, I tried all I could do to just feel what I felt that night, but he just proved difficult. I tried understanding him but the more I tried the more I couldn't.
Until I had given all hopes and had stopped trying to understand Andrew because he himself doesn't understand himself.
The more time passed, the more I realized that whatever had sparked between us, whatever raw, unspoken connection we shared, whatever we shared that unholy night, was slipping through my fingers like grains of sand.
Days had turned to weeks, and in that time, he had built a wall so high between us that I could no longer see past it. At first, I fought against it, desperately clawing for a shred of warmth in his
