I clenched my hands beside my body, closing my eyes for a moment as I tried to reason with myself. I didn’t need to do it. I didn’t need to go in there and talk to her any more about any of this than we already had. Just as she had pointed out, this was a perfectly ordinary time to go to bed. I should have been exhausted by now, especially after the day that I had had.
But I wasn’t tired. Not even remotely.
I felt like I could stay awake for the rest of the evening and still make it through the entire day tomorrow, with enough energy to spare.
Oh, f**k it.
What was the worst that was going to happen? That she was going to send me away again? It wasn’t like it was something that hadn’t happened before. I would be perfectly fine with it happening again, but I would be damned if I did
