Chapter 13: “Don't spend time beating on a wall, hoping to transform it into a door.”
― Coco Chanel
Micah
I can’t help feeling unsettled as I watch Sophia walk towards her friend’s sweet shop. I want to kiss her so badly, but she’s as cold as ice. I wish I could rewind back to earlier in the morning when we were naked in bed. But I had to open my mouth and ruin it again. I know I should have given her some reassurance, and it kills me that I couldn’t. Every time that I think about confessing my feelings, my mind veers off to Kazik and the Confradia. I just don’t know how she fits in the intricate web that is my life. I wonder how Sophia would handle knowing that I kill people for a living. A cringe rushes up my spine at the thought of her horrified face. We would definitely not be together then. She’d never let me touch her if she knew. And the sex was incredible. Better than any sexual experience I’ve ever had in my life. And that scares me.