ELIANA.

Walking back into my room felt strange.

I couldn’t help the million thoughts that raced through my mind. I closed the door behind me as a gust of wind blew into my face. I stuck my fingers into my hair, sniffling my nose as well and then my eyes met Denver for a second. I retired to the edge of the bed where I sat.

I hadn’t felt this dispirited and just down in a really long time. Was the weight of a decision I was still yet to make or was it finding out ...