ELLA

I’m back right where I walked out of. It’s been three days since that night with Harris and he’s yet to pick up my calls or reply to any of my messages.

Maybe I shouldn’t be by his doorstep right now, but I am, because deep down, I know how it feels to be turned down harshly.

It’s not his fault he has those feelings and it’s not mine that I can’t accept them but he’s still my friend and I want to be there for him in all the ways that matter.

I raise my hand once more, ...