-Natalie Romano-
After Jordan left, I took the rest of the gifts in the box to my room. I was conflicted. I couldn't understand my emotions. At this point, I could no longer deny the fact that I was attracted to Jordan, the tiny voice in my head that usually reminded me that he was my father’s best friend and a decade older than me was gone. But what did that mean for I and Isaac? What did it mean for I and my dad?
I fell into my bed and buried my head in my pillow. Why do things have to be so complicated?
I needed someone to talk to. Someone apart from Amelia. Hell, Amelia didn't even know how I actually felt about Jordan because I had been in denial to her and myself
I rolled over and looked at my ceiling. I knew exactly who to call-my therapist. A talk from one psychologist to ano
