[Dawn]
At first, I thought I was crazy, like I’d imagined the whole thing. One minute Aldo and I are in the pantry, getting hot and sweaty, tasting each other’s forbidden fruit, next minute, he’s fleeing the house, leaving me aching for him.
I want to finish what we've started, but now that it’s been almost a week since the hook up. And a week since I’ve barely had a proper conversation with Aldo, serious doubts are in my head. I know how desperate it sounds; a week is a long time to get ghosted by a guy. But since I’ve been waiting my whole life, I keep justifying the silence.
His phone’s been broken. He’s having cell issues. Then Andre returns out of the blue and that puts a spanner in all the works.
I grunt and see that I’ve ripped the fabric apart. I’m trying to mend a small Teddy
