A few long days go by. Each day I wake up thinking about whether I should text Austin. But I never do. I’m just way too confused. Kate has even noticed that I am behaving strangely and keeps bugging me to tell her what happened.
I can’t stop thinking about the words Austin said to me at the carnival. He actually cares for me. Or does he? How do I know that his words really mean something? How can someone care for somebody that they barely know? It makes no sense. Each passing day, I hope that I wake up with the right answer. Obviously, that won’t happen. I need to either risk my sanity, or risk losing a man who may make my life a little brighter.
I stare at my phone. Austin’s name stares back at me. I’m going to do it. I’m going to tell him what my decision is. I take a deep breath and
