But the more I stare at it, the heavier the feeling gets. Strange, how I’m suddenly feeling far more calm than I was earlier. It lingers on my ears, nestles under my flesh, curling around my throat and choke me in ways I refuse to acknowledge.
Isn’t this what I wanted, not to be paired with him? With anyone but him? Then why, why do I suddenly feel. I lift my head, watching as Anna, not even a bit of guilt on her face after she’d done to me, fixing her short skirt and pushing her boobs jumps to the seat behind me.
“Your house or mine?”
The sensation worsens. Like a ghost, I swore I’d buried. A ghost that has sharp teeth and a charming smile. A ghost that’s now sitting behind me.
I didn’t comprehend the depth of this situation until I realised we’ll have to work in pairs. Forthe whole t
