Chapter 24

James' POV

I couldn't take her out of my mind last night. She filled my thoughts. And when I finally tried to close my eyes and sleep, I kept dreaming of her, in my arms, cuddling and telling me stories.

I eagerly waited for daybreak like an anxious child. Why do I love her so much? It's killing me.

I was not the one who knew much about love. I dreaded rejection. The 'ifs' that keeps popping up in my head whenever I think of telling her how I feel; what if she doesn't feel the same? What if she begins to think I'm insensitive?

I walked towards her room and found the door open so I walked inside.

Behold, Lorraine was there, like a wet rat facing death. She was trembling in fear, not even aware of my presence.

I moved closer to her, called out her name and there was no response. Was she having a seizure? If it was a seizure I was sure she'd be on her back. I've experienced that before.

But she was just there like a statue in the rain.

When I was able to get her back to reality she hugge