Chapter 55. Monsters and Misunderstandings

Kian is sitting half naked on the bed by the time I step out of the bathroom.

“You spent a considerable number of minutes in there," he stated, eyeing me.

“Um, I was just processing…”

“Your confession?”, he asks, cutting me off. “Why do you love me, Farrah?”

“I don’t know. I can’t explain it."

“Sure you can," he says coolly. “Your love for me got to has a definition, so think again."

I do. “It’s platonic," I whisper. “The love I have for you is platonic.”

“Is it?” he asks, rising. I swallow hard. Why is he coming closer? He’s making this hard for me. I back against the wall and he stops walking, a breath away from me. “Is it truly platonic?”

“Yes! Yes, it is. The question here is, do you love me? I mean, as a friend?”

“Am I supposed to?”

“What?”

“You keep secrets from me Farrah and you won’t let me break your walls. Tell me, if you were in my shoes, would you consider yourself a friend?”

“Just answer the questio