Oh, Goddess. Why do I have the urge to laugh at Caleb rather than feeling sorry for him? What has become of me?
“Eira,” he made to hold my hand, but I swung, snatching my hand away. My stomach knotted at the thought of Caleb touching me. “Do I disgust you?” His eyes rolled.
“Ye… I mean. I don’t just like being touched.”
“You didn't hate it back then when I held your hands. I know you’re reacting this way because you’re mad at me.”
“I accepted a lot of things from you because it was back then. Things have changed.” I was stupid as well. I thought I understood what love meant. “Nothing can go back the way it was. I’ve moved on from you.”
“So fast?”
Nodding my head, “Yes.” What did he expect?
“Have you found a man?”
I shrugged. “Don’t I deserve to find one?”
“No..hey, you do.” Cleari
