Winter cooped up in her bedroom for the rest of the day.
She took time to internalize her conversation with August earlier. That was the first she ever saw him wear his heart on his sleeves for her. She did not intend to make him feel that way, though - she was merely putting her distance and minding her own business.
'But perhaps, that's enough of that.'
As Winter thought about that, she lowered her head and cast down her gaze.
She is sitting on top of her bed while hugging her knees close to her chest for the entire time. Right at that moment, she is back to those days she feels so afraid and insecure. Although it will be a good thing if her relationship with August changes, she fears she will trust too much again.
