The Choices We Make
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Last published Sat, Jun 30, 2018
"Really, Rin?" Her voice is playful as she steps a step closer, only an arm's length away from me but to me, it feels like miles. Her painted lips curl into a smile, one corner rising up just a bit more than the other, and there it is again; the familiar flutter in my chest.
"I don't-We should-"
"-Stop, right?" My eyes close involuntarily as I feel her breath ghost over my lips, soon followed by a warm hand landing on my cheek. My eyes open, only to look directly into her hazel ones. They're beautiful, just like every inch of her being.
"I-Yes." I swallow hard, looking away but the pad of her finger brushes over my cheekbone and I look at her, fear, love, anxiety all swirling in at once.
"Do you want me to?" Her voice is gentle, barely above a whisper and I doubt that I would've heard it if it weren't for our proximity.
My eyes squeeze closed and I exhale sharply before saying.
"No." I say softly, opening my eyes. "Don't."
***
In 'The Choices We Make', join Corinne Sanders in her journey to discovering feelings that she'd never felt before, going on roadtrips with people she never thought she would, finding herself in the middle of the biggest high school drama, making bad decisions- this part is nothing new, but oh, well- and realizing that, maybe pineapple on pizza isn't so bad at all.
Huh. Kidding.
Heartbreak, friendship, secrets, kisses and a whole lot of d-r-a-m-a.
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