Could she refuse?
She didn’t want to go anywhere, but his bright smile made it impossible to say no. She sat on the backseat, and he pedaled them away from the gallery.
“You can hold me if you want…”
She didn’t respond, pretending she hadn’t heard. He never brought it up again. Eventually, he stopped at a beach, and she climbed off slowly, noticing his proud smile.
“Why did you bring me here?”
“Because whenever I feel upset, I sit here and let the waves hit me again and again until they wash away all my sadness.”
She stared at him, slightly surprised by his honesty.
“Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. This will be our little secret.”
She said nothing, but he understood. For the first time in her life, she felt like she could be friends with someone. Still, a question nagged her, why
