Thirty Three

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I watched the momentarily shift of Catherine’s demeanor. She stood before me, completely struck and suddenly absent-minded. 

It seemed as though she didn’t know how to react to my stupid confession. I wanted to take that as a good thing but the lack of emotion from her now makes me think I should have not said anything. I could barely hear the traffic before us over the heartbeats banging in my chest. 

In my attempt to fight off the sudden awkwardness, I cleared my throat. 

“You were asking so—” My words were interrupted.

“Yeah. I mean—” she paused awkwardly too. 

I was ready to talk again until she continued, completely rejecting whiche