Lena
.
.
A few days had passed and I did my utmost to ignore her. When she crawled to bed, of pretended to sleep, waiting to fall asleep without muttering a word. And then when morning came, I scuttled out of the room like a cockroach cut in light.
My body still burned alive from her touch. It only made me go insane.
Tonight, I lay on the bed, eyes shut as I pretended to be asleep.
Cara hummed as she brushed her hair, staring at the mirror. Sometimes, I could feel her gaze drifting to me. I could see the way her eyes lingered on me through my half-lidded eyes.
I noticed her calm face and her steady hands. It felt like that day was a dream and I was the only one reliving it.
After brushing her hair, she got up and lay beside me on the bed.
My throat tightened, and I found myself w
