Natalie
19
We were silent on the ride back to Lewis’s apartment.
I didn’t have words for what had just happened. The night was a blur of bad decisions, and once again, I felt out of my depth with this world. Exhausted from trying to keep up with the nightmare unfolding before my eyes.
Thankfully, it was a short ride, and we were back in the comfort of his home once more. I was seriously regretting having ever left this house. I should have told him to deal with work tomorrow and stayed in. That bubble bath was sounding awfully appealing.
Lewis went to the record player and switched out the vinyl to something soft and romantic. A balm to the hectic night we’d had.
“Wine?” he asked with a smile that said he wasn’t the least bit affected by the evening’s events.
“Sure,” I agreed easily
