Me:
It’s the truth. I made up some lame excuse to Huck about saving ourselves for the wedding night.
Sofia:
Ouch, that’s harsh.
Me:
I just couldn’t do it anymore.
Lucia:
Have you spoken to him?
Me:
He won’t pick up. I left him a voicemail.
Sofia:
He’ll forgive you over time, and he’ll thank you for this later.
Lucia:
And it’s not like you share the same friendship circles, so at least you don’t have to worry about bumping into him.
Sofia:
It’s time to move on and find your forever.
Me:
It’s too soon for that. I need time.
Sofia:
How long are you going to wait to tell him?
Me:
Tell who, what?
Sofia:
Tell Leon how you feel about him.
Me:
I don’t know what you’re talking about. Byeeee.
I close our group chat, ignoring the persistent notifications warning me that they are spiraling because I’m snubbing them.
Still in bed, I scan Leon’s spare room and rub my eyes before letting out a long yawn.
Friday.
Usually, my days are busy with work, and on my days off, I try to stay on top of my admin, laundry, and sleep.
