Evelyn
Days have passed since Sebastian’s second condition. I still hear the echoes of his words from that night, and it’s haunted me, day or night.
“Being with me. I’ve thought about it a lot, especially since what happened at Lolita. I don’t like this waffling. You’re up, you’re down, you’re diagonal? It’s like I need a road map to keep up with you.”
“You’re asking me what exactly, then?”
“To stop changing your mind. To no longer tell me after a fight or whatever that we’re not going to be together.”
Sebastian just wants to keep his heart safe. That’s what I believe, anyway. He clearly wants to feel as though I can’t hurt him. How can I fault him for that?
I stare down at my phone while sitting alone in my room. Olivia is studying at a friend’s place for the afternoon, so I’m here
