How long had they been in that position, kissing, running their hands through each other's hair, muttering incoherent words to each other before reuniting their lips again?
She couldn't tell, but did she feel angry? Jealous? Pain?
Actually, no. She only felt uncomfortable, especially when Barton turned to look at her at that moment. She looked back at him, and they looked away In unision.
Why did she think about them kissing... like the couple Infront of her just now. No way. She and Barton. No way!!
She had come to accept that from the beginning, Daniel and she had been friends and that was all it was going to be between them. She couldn't force love from someone who didn't love her like that. She knew Daniel loved her, but not in the way she wanted him to, and with all her immaturity and obsessiveness, decisions with irrational thoughts, she had made herself an enemy to him.
