DAPHNE

Very bad things…

The words permeate my thoughts for days. I find my gaze drifting when I do dishes when I’m on the train, and while I’m grocery shopping. It’s like my head is a balloon, floating above my body.

I haven’t felt a fire like that in my veins since… forever actually. Guilt creeps back in at the realization. The relationship I had with Carson grew from friendship and trust; it didn’t start with lust or desire. It transformed over time into ...