Three weeks later
Things are really different, and I am more than glad to see the sun shining through my window . I couldn’t help but smile at the golden light brightening my room when I walked in after having breakfast with dad and wishing him a nice day at work.
I woke up earlier than usual to call Rita , we’ve been doing this for weeks now and it’s kind of turning out being a habit of mine.
A good habit , at that .
We talk about anything and everything while I plopped myself on my bed . But neither of us mentioned Lilly . I know that they talk, apparently Lilly talks to everyone ; except me of course , but no one mentions her to me . We havent spoken to each other since our last fight and I can’t seem to find the courage to call her or show up at her house.
It is- without a doubt , painful not to have her by my side but we are both stubborn as hell .
