Chapter 25

“Let’s say I thought that…I mean, what do I know?”

Sean wrinkles his forehead. “What does that mean, what do I know?”

Sean is exhausting. Why does he always want to know every little thing? Can’t he simply take what I tell him as a good thing? Because, after all, I tell him a lot of things. I know I’m a little cryptic sometimes, but I mean, I’m working really hard. He could cut me some slack.

“It means I don’t know. I’ve never said something like that to anybody and nobody ever said it to me, so I guess I’ve never loved, and maybe nobody’s ever loved me back. Now can we stop playing word games and concentrate on what you said?”

No answer comes but Sean continues to stare at me. It seems his look has changed. It’s almost…sweet? Why? What did I say?