My gaze on Issac not faltering one bit, as I stare at him wanting to know if I indeed heard him well and is serious. His grip on me loosens as I step away from him slightly, knowing that this conversation is becoming consequential.
"Demica," Issac calls me as I remain silent, the reason unknown to me.
It is definitely what I want, yet I find myself feeling a whole kind of way when he has eventually pronounced it.
What about Vera?
Do I have to still be worried about her?
What about the school?
Is this the next thing?
Is this good for the both of us?
All these thoughts running through my head whilst I stay silent. "What do you feel for me Issac?" I know i'm being biased by asking such a question when I am also still exploring my own feelings. " I like you Issac, I really do and I wa
