chapter twenty-one

SILVIA'S POV

I haven’t been able to shut my eyes for the past two days.

It’s been two days since I did what I did. I couldn’t even admit it to myself. It felt so wrong after I did it. It wasn’t the first time I had done something like that, so why was I feeling this way? Her hatred filled her eyes, and her last words were still embedded in my memory.

"He will never forgive you for this."

He will—that’s if he ever finds out, which he won’t. Whatever it was I was feeling would go soon. I hope.

Josiah rubbed my back in an attempt to be comforting, but it wasn’t working. I called him last night and told him I couldn’t sleep, and despite what happened between the both of us two nights ago, he still came. We did not fuck or anything. He just hugged me and told me everything would be fine. He didn’t bother to ask what was wrong with me, and I didn’t know if that was a good or a bad thing. It felt nice knowing that he would always be there for me regardless of our situation.

But I just could