a n o n y m o u s

"I love you, Lydia." His voiced echoed against the brick walls.

She looked down not wanting to respond. It wasn't that she didn't love Grayson, but she didn't like to use 'love' since she really didn't know what the word truly meant. It's a strong word. And she didn't want to waste it on everyone. She wanted to save it.

Lydia hugged Grayson and said, "I don't want to stay."

"Then let's leave."