Lilieth
How we went from kissing hours ago to sitting across from each other and having dinner casually is beyond me.
The truth? It doesn't feel right.
I’ve done enough thinking, and I don’t believe it’s fair for me to assume that all the wrong things will happen and that he isn’t being genuine. My confusion is mostly fear of being wrong about him and diving into something that’ll most likely leave me crushed if it doesn’t work out.
Every time I try to convince myself that I don’t really feel that strongly toward him, I’m hit with this wave of pure longing. I haven’t stopped thinking about the kiss for a second.
I steal a few glances at him. He’s staring at his plate, determined to keep his distance. I’m starting to wonder if perhaps I humiliated him with my rejection.
Because
