The next morning, Chloe woke up feeling lighter than she had in days. Maybe it was because of the way last night had ended, the quiet comfort of sitting beside Starry without tension, without fighting. It had been nice.
For the first time in a while, she didn’t feel the need to avoid him. If he was the man he had been to her last night more often, she wouldn't never have been thinking of distracting herself from him. She'd madly want him, more than she did.
Well, she wanted him. More than she should. More than she could make herself ignore. Trying to keep away from him had caused her a pain in the head. When they were not looking at each other or arguing over something stupid, she was actively thinking of him. Playing songs and trying to do other things for fun had not fully taken her
