I didn’t go home to The Glen again, I was beginning to prefer sitting in the woods, staying as close to Emilee as I could be. I didn’t care if anyone missed me. She loves me, she really said it! I grinned like a fool as I thought of her warm lips on mine and imagined the kisses in our future. The thought of having to wait all day to see her again was driving me insane. How insane will I feel when she’s gone? I grimaced at the thought—it had been bothering me whenever I was alone now. The truth was, we hadn’t ever really been together, and I hated it. It hurt knowing everything that happened was just a dream. What if we just run away together? We could live together in secret somewhere, forever. Until she dies. I stopped that train of thought. The ending was unacceptable to me. I considered several other options, but they all ended the same way. I couldn’t take it anymore. Emilee was looking at herself in the mirrors when I eagerly entered her dream. She was trying to do something with her hair, a look of discontent on her face, and she was as lovely as always.
