It feels so good. So painfully good. I stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, my hand running along the stone of the pendant Gray had given me. He was asleep on the hospital bed, and I had taken that opportunity to slip away for a while, to appreciate his gift even more.
I now noticed the tiny hearts that were embedded on the chain, and my heart fluttered harder, basically begging to break free and run towards him.
I sighed, biting down on my lips before I turned to the door. I gave a small smile, then turned back to the mirror. Wait.
I walked forward, then smiled, then dropped it again, and then smiled again.
I guess I wasn't really smiling, huh? I smiled again, but I dropped it fast. It looked too fake, too forced. I am sure he would notice real fast if I went around smiling a
