My heart thrashes against my ribcage as I continue to stare at Gabby, unsure of what to do next.
The kiss had changed something fundamental between the two of us, something that could either make or break this fragile bond pulsating between us.
Yet, reality had a way of asserting itself, and the disruption of laughter and gossips from outside shatters our bubble of bliss.
A sudden awareness gripped us, and the realization struck – we were in a public restroom, not the privacy of our dorm room.
Panic flickered in our eyes as we fumbled to disentangle ourselves from the moment we had created.
As we moved to leave, a familiar laughter echoed through the restroom, piercing through the fog of desire.
My heart sank, recognizing the voices of my so-called friends, Candice and Marian.
The light-hearted banter changed into a chilling reminder of the judgmental world waiting just beyond the restroom door.