Lexi’s POV
“Lexi, I am in love with you.”
I heard him say those words but they don’t register right away. All I can do is stare at him waiting for the wheels in my brain to turn to process what each one of those words mean. I wasn’t ready to hear those words, I wasn’t ready for him to be the one to tell them to me. Does he actually mean them?
His face fills with worry as a minute passes and I still don’t give him a response.
He pleads with desperation, “Please say something.”
I don’t even know what to say to him. I still haven’t fully taken the weight of his words in. And the words that finally come out of my mouth are not the ones I need to say, “I have to pee.”
My default is to avoid when I don’t know what to do and that is what I am doing now.
Hurt falls across his face and
