My breath catches in my throat as I stare at her name. Guilt eats at me thinking about that night even though everything I said was the truth. I was frustrated and angry and he didn’t deserve me unloading all of that on him the way I did.
Three dots appear and disappear more times than I can count, but I won’t rush him.
SORREN: Our fight at the bakery. You were right.
SORREN: I hate callin’ it a fight—I don’t want to fight with you
RHEA: I don’t want to fight with you either
SORREN: I’ve spent my whole life fixing problems—keeping her safe. I did it in the military and whatever reason everyone comes to me for advice now.
SORREN: But my sister…that’s a problem I can’t fix
SORREN: One I’m not supposed to, and it’s killing me
Tears leak downmy face and I wish we were having this conversation in person. It’s too raw and real and I know he’s doing it through text because of that, but all I want in this moment is to wrap my arms around him and never let go.
I love you and I hate that you’re hurting.
RHEA: She’s lucky to have you. We all are.
RHEA: I should have been more sensitive that night
SORREN: You were right and I needed it. I just didn’t want to hear it.
RHEA: You’re stubborn
SORREN: Surprise to no one
RHEA: I don’t want you to feel forced into this
RHEA: I don’t want you to regret being with me
SORREN: Sunshine, the things I regret in my life will never include you
SORREN: I told you—I’ll never be perfect
SORREN: I just wanted to be better for you
RHEA: We can be better together you just have to let me in
SORREN: I’m trying
SORREN: I have to go back to class
SORREN: No i’s or k’s
RHEA: What?
SORREN: How do you spell ‘like’?
SORREN: I’m not ready to say it—but it’s there and I feel it.
I readand reread the messages andholy shit.
RHEA: No i’s or k’s
SORREN: Took you a minute