I was twelve years old when I met my editor. He is five years older than me, he was a part-time editor at that time, and I signed up to write with. He's a great editor I met, he knows everything about his job, even though his just seventeen years old. He is my first editor and I'm his first author working with him. I experienced having feelings for someone at twelve when I met him. He approached me nicely, and we treated each other like a brother and sister but for me, I pretend. I have liked him since I met him. He did confess to me but... I don't know how to respond...
I wrote some books for five years and I always picked him as my editor, but the day I reached seventeen years old, I stopped writing books and to focus on my studies and personal reasons. When I got to the college level I met a girl and a boy. We're in the same department and the same course, but in a different block, and we became friends to close friends. One of them is a book editor, I have no idea that my friend works in the publishing company where I worked before.
When the truths revealed about me, being a writer. I met him again after more than five years of no contact with each other. Everything came back, he came back to me. Everything has changed, not the same as we used to be, he gave me more affection than before. The reason why my heart is confused again about what will happen to the both of us. Shall we continue what was started years ago?Toate drepturile rezervate