Lia and I got back to the dorm and she made tea. We sat on our beds and she asked her questions and I answered them.
One of them being, how long are you going to keep seeing him, Sienna? To which I responded, I don’t know, Lia. But what I wanted to say was: for as long as I possibly can.
As the evening wore on and our conversation continued, I began to notice something.
She wasn't cold. Lia was never cold. But there was something I could feel underneath now. A hesitation. One that came from finding out that someone you’d trusted had been lying to you..for a while…and you were still deciding how to feel about it.
I understood. I sat with it and didn't push on it. It was the least I could do after all the lies I’d been spinning. I answered everything she asked honestly, and when she ra
