TEN

I wasn't sure if I was making the right decision, but I walked side by side next to him, and he kept staring at me.

I chuckled, and he turned to me before he could spill what he had in his mind.

“Steve!” A voice called from the main house.

He groaned and turned to me, “Give me a minute, I’ll be right back” he said to me with a smile and walked into the main house to join his parents.

I walked around the garden all by myself and the night was silent and peaceful, soothing my insecurity and burdens.

“How can he possibly have feelings for me”

“Is he sure about what he is saying?”

“He barely knows me”

“What if I am a spy from his enemy?” I thought to myself as I walked around.

I wasn't sure if I was judging him or judging myself.

He is entitled to his feelings, I am no one to judge what he feels, but I can't bring myself to accept his feelings, a feeling of barely forty-eight hours.

“It's just impossible” I mumbled.

It's even more absurd that I can't even tell what I feel toward him, “I