Dear Belinda,
You seemed more comfortable, but you weren't back to your former self. It seemed you were treading with caution every time you performed any action like you were gonna slip up if you misstepped or misspoke.
I felt terrible. Once again, I couldn't help you with your dilemma. I felt like your anxiety was something of my creation.
And I'm sorry.
Sincerely,
Delilah
YOU ARE READING
A Series of Letters to My Very Straight Crush
Historia Corta"You were drunk off of Hennessy, but I was drunk off of you." Delilah constantly carried around her notebook full of perforated pages, seemingly always writing in it. If you flipped through the 100-page, spiral notebook, you would be surprised to...
