"Daniel, I don't know how I should say this, or should I even be saying this... This is one of the most confusing, yet oddly clear, times of my life. So many things have happened in the past few months, in the past few days... I am done running away, I am done holding myself back, and I am done being okay with mediocre."
"Be my light at the end of the tunnel."
"H... How did you find m... me?" "It's called fate, Anna."
"I... I am damaged goods, Daniel. It took a lot of strength and courage to even accept that I had started developing feelings for you..."
"Maybe the problem isn't me running away. It's about rushing into things too soon..."
Was there a way to ease the pain of a heartbreak that manifested itself into a physical one? It had been three months since that fateful day and yet
