Lila
I looked at my phone's screen, the brightness of Alex's name was displaying. My thumb lingered over the message for a brief moment more than it ought to have. Many thoughts started running through my mind.
Hello, Lila. I understand that the situation has been complex before now. I would genuinely love to take you out once more. He said and continued. Only we are here this time. Supper?
I gulped down. It had been several weeks since I had last seen Alex.
Many weeks had passed since I vowed to avoid anything that might pull me further into the turmoil I referred to as my life.
Yet, his message made my stomach twisted within me—something I hadn't experienced in a long time.
Expectation? No, not exactly. Inquisitiveness? Perhaps.
