Chapter 18

Chapter 18

“CAN WE talk?”

I gulped hard, heart still raging like there’s a hurricane going on inside it. It’s beating faster than normal, and it’s always like this every time I stare at him. My senses are screaming, debating whether to threw myself at him or not because, I admit, I really miss him so goddamn much. One week of not seeing and interacting with each other feels like hell. But I choose to follow my mind instead—and that is to not do what I want.

I chose to chanel my superego rather than my ID.

I mentally gasped. Oh, that was some psychological shit.

We just stared at each other like we’re the only people in this goddamn world. Damn, if only that would turn true, I wonder if there’s a chance he would reciprocate my love.

I averted my gaze. To be honest, I don’t know what to say. There’s nothing in my mind right now aside from the fact that my chaotic emotions are making me confused. I can’t pinpoint what I really feel, but the feeling of missing him