TRICIA
I entered my room and closed the door behind me. I went to sit on my bed but felt uncomfortable so i began pacing, Donald's acts began to play in my memory, he's too kind and always helping me out whenever I'm in need.
Tonight, I realize why he's been acting funny for sometime now. It's because he began to develop feelings for me. All those times he had been so nice to me, Why didn't I notice this before?. I've been ignorant to his feelings. I took him very close, and it gave him the wrong idea about us.
I stopped pacing, and sat back down on the bed. What am I going to do?, I don't want to hurt him. I stood up again on the bed, thinking about Donald's transformation after my mother's surgery. He changed, and not for the better. Why did he help us if it was not from his heart?, i
