74

Nerthus

The evening with Arawn and Danny had me falling back onto square one.

Not that I had made any progress anyway.

After lying to Owen about feeling sick and keeping the call short as well as having us reschedule a date to after Thanksgiving, I give up.

Barricading myself in my apartment, I let my friends depart for their holidays with their families without even seeing them for the last time. I cancel our traditional dinner before they leave town for the festivities by telling them that I feel unwell.

Absolutely crushed, I spend my days in bed, eating nothing but chips, pretzel snacks, and ice cream.

And I actually start feeling sick.

While I enjoy the occasional texts Owen sends me to check in on me, I absolutely hate my phone blowing off by Arawn calling me practically non-stop.

And I soon have to recognize that I hate it because it pains me.

Even with his newly named caller ID ‘Mr. Entitled Asshole’ he gets my heart to skyrocket. And as one day he stops calling me for like an