The next few days passed faster… for Oliver. For Emily, they were agonizingly slow. She wanted Oliver to get better as soon as possible so she could talk to him, but she couldn’t bring herself to at least appear normal while he recovered.
Oliver noticed the change as well but kept it to himself. He wondered what had gone wrong suddenly. She was fine staying with him, then she had gone home and after that she had been down. Like she was somewhere else mentally when physically she was right before him.
What was going through her mind? He wondered if she was worried about her parent’s divorce or if there was something else. He hated how little he knew of her life, but he vowed to make it better by showing interest in everything she did and getting to know her better.
“I think it’s a little
