BERYL
Through out dinner, I keep stealing glances at Henry. I can't stop thinking about what Harriet told me earlier today.
I frown at my plate and poke around.
How do you know if you're in love?
I feel like I need to read a self help book. I'm drowning in the thoughts of possibly loving someone.
I had a crush on another classmate of mine when I was a teen but when I found him making out with Brenda, I was heartbroken. That's the closest I was to love.
If I was hurt so much just by a mere stupid crush, how would it feel when you're in love?
I sigh. I'm getting aggravated by my own thoughts.
“Beryl, are you okay? ” I jump when Henry's warm hand touches mine. I look at him and he frowns.
“I'm okay.” I assure him.
I stand to clear the table but Alec swats me away.
“Beryl.” Har
