#Chapter233
Alexi looks pensive for a second, then shifts in a way that suggests he is getting worried about my reaction. His whole manner changes, a little stiff and guarded and he moves to a more upright position. An air of tension overcoming him that leaches to me and hikes my nerves up again.
/"There’s something I should have told you weeks ago. I just didn’t know how to, or how you would react./" He glances at me and away again, eyes flickering quickly, guilt all over that normally blank expression and my nerves are piqued to epic levels once more. I’m an emotional wreck and there is no getting around this.
/"What? Just spit it out, rip the band-aid off./"
It can’t be any more mind-blowing than telling me he’s in love with me. I think now is a good time for confessions because I literally cannot react any worse than I have done so far. Load it on, bring it all out. May as well when I’m saturated to death with all of it.
How bad can it be?
