AVERY
There was a difference between putting effort into something, knowing that there was going to be a positive outcome, and flat out knowing that you were wasting your time.
It had taken me five days to come to the conclusion that I was wasting my time with Caleb.
We had gone out twice. The dates were okay. Nice. Fine. Just that. And that was exactly my problem with it.
The dates were really good. He was attentive, paying attention to every single thing I said and did, and to top it all off, he seemed like the supportive sort. I even found some of his jokes funny.
But he still didn't fill me with that fuzzy feeling. I didn't get nervous or excited at the prospect of us going out, I only felt anxious whenever it was a few minutes to the stipulated time for us to go out.
