Two days passed without contact from Collier. I finally came clean with my friends, and in turn, they'd all rallied around me, offering their support. Beck tried to talk to her brother but hadn't gotten anywhere and told me just to give him some time. I resigned myself to whatever happened, but I couldn't stop thinking of him. Something happened after I finally admitted to West how deep my feelings ran. Everything I'd been pushing away in an attempt to deny any attraction to him was now front and center-with my friends, Collier, and in my mind.
Work left me wanting to knock my head against a wall. The hours alone turned into mind-numbing internal browbeatings. I second-guessed every interaction I had with Collier since the day we'd met, trying to determine when and where I could have wor
