Angelica

I lost a part of my calm in the reflection of Andrew's gaze, he didn't stare at me like he wanted to part ways as friends.

He stared at me like I'd stolen something from him.

And he wanted it back.

I shivered again.

Too many memories surfaced, too many things I'd dealt with and locked away, because dealing with them once was painful enough. Reliving the past wasn't exactly a hobby of mine, nor would it be to anyone who dealt with what I'd ...