~Kate~
I should have gone to my room.
I should have locked the door, buried myself under the blanket, and prayed for sleep to take me before my thoughts could spiral into something I wouldn’t be able to take back.
But instead… I stood still instead of leaving.
What is wrong with me?
I asked myself that question, but no answer came.
Only one thing kept replaying in my head.
His voice.
The way he said my name.
The way he looked at me.
That quiet, controlled tension that didn’t feel controlled at all.
And suddenly… leaving felt wrong.
Completely wrong.
Like I had just walked away from something unfinished.
Something I should not want… but somehow did.
“Oh God…” I whispered, dragging a hand down my face as I paced once, twice, like I was trying to shake the feeling out of my bod
