CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE: Feelings

Speaking of--wait, why am I even talking to him? And shouldn't I be avoiding people like him? Especially because he's a man! Ugh!

But I admit, even though I've mentioned before that the trauma is still there, I feel safe with him, and I've started to trust him--especially since I've seen for myself that he's a good person. So, somehow, I should feel light and secure when he's around.

Yes, feelings are not involved, but sometimes I don't understand what I'm feeling--especially my heart, ever since I saw him and now that I'm talking to him and we're sitting close to each other, even though the distance is small, our bodies seem to draw closer with every movement.

What am I even saying? Goodness! Am I still normal?

I snapped out of it when I heard my phone ringing inside my bag. I immediately opened it and saw Laurene's name on the screen. I stood up and moved a little away from where I was sitting earlier before answering Laurene's call.

"Hey! Where are you, Lola?! Why does it seem like