♡ Megan ♡
I tried to push the memory of the kiss from my mind, but it clung to me like a ghost, haunting my every thought. Every time I closed my eyes, I could still feel Shane’s lips on mine, the way he had held me as if he had been drowning, and I was his last breath of air. It wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. But I did. And now I couldn’t pretend otherwise. Brendan was still asleep, and his arm was draped loosely over my waist. I lay there for a moment and stared up at the ceiling. My chest was tight with guilt. Brendan didn’t deserve this. I glanced over at his sleeping form and sighed softly. I knew I had to tell him the truth. I had to tell him that I was still in love with Shane. That we had kissed. That my heart was Shane’s and not his. But I couldn’t
