Dawn
Two days have passed since the talk with Reed, and the only thing that these days have been blissful. I haven't seen Vincent or his masked form. Tara has bothered me since the night of the party.
I keep thinking about whether I am making the right choice or the dumbest one of all. It's probably dumb, but that's what people do: make dumb choices, then learn from them.
Or maybe I shouldn't date it. I can observe him from afar and collect whatever information I can from him.
Honestly, I have never been so confused as I am right now. I need him to let me in and trust me enough to tell everything else that he isn’t.
I can’t think of any other ways except those.
Damn
Currently, I am in my room right from the bathroom. I drop the towel on the bed. I grab my phone and play some
