Chapter 16.1

After staring into thin air for a while, my feet dragged me in the small living room of my aunt's apartment. There, I saw Conrad sitting on the couch with his legs crossed. My aunt is also sitting on a couch across him.

The sleeves of his white polo are still folded up to his elbows, but his hands are not wet anymore yet I suspect that they're still cold. He gives me a small smile and it's also meaningful, when his gaze spots me standing beside the rack just a few steps away from them.

I look away and decided to approach my aunt to sit beside her.

My aunt and Conrad started conversing with my head still floating. I have no intentions of saying anything, or even listening to every word that the both of them says. I can't focus on anything as of now, and I'm certain that it will drive insane again.

Not because of the kiss that he gave me earlier. But because of the feeling that came along with it.

I do want him. I'm just too in denial to admit it, even to myself.

When afternoon came, Co