8. Sports class

Briar's POV

It felt like the days had become shorter, taking into consideration how I was so consumed in my book. Though I haven't completed reading it yet, because I was reading it slowly; it's an amazing book. I especially adore the delicacy with which Johnathan takes care of Annika.

Are coincidences really shaped so beautifully? Just like the gentleness of the wind as life passes by, do people really remain good even after the sun goes down? Maybe, I was thinking too deep into the novel, but I do understand her fondness into being alone due to the trauma, away from everyone; except that one person.

Is love really a drug you shouldn’t take, yet it rules over you and drives you insane and makes you test your limits? Ironically, you are simply the only person to be blamed for it. Just like poison ivy, greedily begging for a potion to be poured out the pot of lust, dominated by the craving for that person’s touch; mentally and physically. Almost like being trapped in their chains, the