Second thoughts

(Shania)

I didn't know why I decided to see SM after a while, but so many things were happening and I needed someone to listen to me. He guided me to the living room and brought me some chilled water.

"How do you feel?" He asked as he sat on the armrest close to me, I took a sip of water before answering.

"Nothing…just…" it was hard to explain why I felt like this. But having Madeline act like a good mother now made me recall so many things I hated remembering.

"If something is bothering you…feel free to tell me," he muttered and placed his hand on my shoulder. I felt relaxed, something I never felt often unless it was Christian. However, I didn't wish to see Christian.

"Don't you hate me. I stopped seeing you?" I asked glancing up to look at him, I was dying to see his eyes but that was impossible. He seemed to be thinking because he shifted on the armrest before giving me a reply.

"Never, I know you are an independent woman…I can never force you to do what you don't want," he whis