Evangeline
Come to my room, my Angel.
His words continued to flowing in my mind. I had no idea what he was referring to. His words sounded so gentle. I didn’t know what’s wrong with me when I said that I didn’t mind if he wanted me. I was not scared with him. If he wanted me, then so be it.
James continued to pull me to his room. My heart was beating fast as I could ever heard it. So loud and I thought James was able to hear it as well. But, he didn’t say anything. He didn’t let out a single words from the kitchen. But the question was…
Did James really…love me?
What’s the reason of him wanting me?
Could I hope for it? Could I hope James was indeed in love with me?
When we reached the door, James stopped as I stopped as well. I was looking down to the floor. Too embarrassing to see
