I had assumed as much from how he was when he'd come back, but I needed to hear it for myself. I nod and let myself take a good, long look at Snow - his messy, golden curls, his tawny, flushed skin, his blue eyes and pink, smiling mouth - and then tell myself that's it.
I'm done. I refuse to be in love with him any longer. There has to be a way to not be in love with someone, and I'm going to find it.
"That's good," I think I say, after I've finally looked away. I say something, but it doesn't matter. I step back into my bedroom and then walk out, to my bathroom to change with privacy.
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Date: 2015-11-28 01:17 am (UTC)I'm done. I refuse to be in love with him any longer. There has to be a way to not be in love with someone, and I'm going to find it.
"That's good," I think I say, after I've finally looked away. I say something, but it doesn't matter. I step back into my bedroom and then walk out, to my bathroom to change with privacy.