Chapter 70 : Flashback 21 : Will you be my prom date?

Samuel

I'm sorry for letting my insecurity question you.

I'm sorry for being the overthinker to always fearing that you would find someone better than me.

I'm sorry for being jealous of every person you look at the way you look at me.

That's all I want to tell her. But I can't.

On her balcony, she's sitting on the swing beside me, with her legs crossed and her head on my shoulder.

"You okay?" she asks me, pressing her chin against my shoulder.

"Yeah", I whisper.

"You haven't uttered a single word for an hour now", she tells me.

"Don't you like the way you enjoy the silence together?" I look at the sky, covered with millions of twinkling stars. "Sometimes silence feels good when conversations become vague and weird"

"Why do you feel like our conversation became vague?" her voice is filled with surprise.

Because you're lying to me, firefly. And I don't know why God makes me see it. I wish I never got to know you were lying about certain things. I would love to stay in delusions as I