i don't want to move forward. i don't want the rejection again. yet. if things went too fast, and i hurt you? i wouldn't have that.
She rolled on her side on the bed, flipping open her phone. The bright light illuminated her face as she blinked away her night-blindness hurriedly, eyes scanning for the familiar.... With an angry movement she closed her phone and drew her blankets around her, curling into a foetal position, blinking away tears as the darkness engulfed her.
