With his return, I need to sort through the overwhelming emotions I am feeling. What exactly am I feeling? Love? Anger? Sadness? All of the above? What would I do if I see him again? Slap him, hug him, or kiss him? Do I even want to know? What could have been if he hadn’t disappeared? Utterly frustrated with the situation, I close my eyes and my book, unable to think, let alone study. It’s all but over. He’s locked in my brain now, and I can’t let him escape. I don’t want him to escape. I want him here with me, but then I don’t want him at all. I hop off the couch, deciding to leave early for class, hoping that lectures will somehow deceive my mind into thinking about other things and not some guy who didn’t have the decency to tell me the truth. I don’t particularly like this uneasy, empty feeling in my stomach as I walk to class with a heightened awareness of him. My eyes fly in every direction, scrutinizing every tall guy with brown hair. The phone in my hand seems to weigh a thousand pounds as I play his voicemail over and over again.
What do You think about Wanting Reed (Break Me) BOOK 2?
