Chapter 15

Emotions, passions, feelings.

All beautiful emotions. Emotions that take you from a mountain top to a low valley in minutes.

Emotions are mean. They are wicked. They are selfish.

They don’t let us choose. I should be able to choose who I love and who I don’t. I should be able to turn on and turn off my love for a person of my own volition.

I left Sterling in the guest room two hours ago. He hasn’t been out since.

Should I be worried?

I don’t hear any sound coming from the room, so I guess nothing is being broken. I should check up on him, right?

He might have been a bit self-centered, but he’s an excellent friend. Not perfect, as far as the word perfection goes. But he’s my kind of perfect.

Who am I kidding? I do love him.

Whether it’s platonic or romantic love, it’s love nevertheless.

I just ate a huge breakfast and it was freaking amazing. I am full and I plan to spend a few more hours here before heading home.

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