The urge to reply to this message was too much, but I could not face him yet. I dried my face using my hand. I cried so much today, more than I ever did in my life. I was mortified and scared of my feelings for Michael. When he kissed me, I felt alive and at home, which was probably why I didn’t push him away immediately. He made me feel things that I never thought were possible. I was his protector; I should not have fallen in love with him. How will I protect him when I’m emotionally involved? I reread his message, and I could not stop myself from crying again.
“Why are you crying?” Jayden asked, walking towards me. I didn’t even hear him opening the door.
“I’m not crying,” I told him, as he sat on my bed.
“You do not have to lie to me, Meadow. I am your twin brother, and I feel yo
