There was a rumble of a bike coming down the street.
Drake.
I pressed a hand to my stomach when it started fluttering.
Guilt slammed into me. I stared down at the ground and clenched my teeth.
It felt wrong to react to Drake. Not just because he was a friend, but I also told myself that I shouldn’t react to another man so soon.
It’s been a year.
A year wasn’t enough.
Lockland had been my world.
But you lost contact.
We still cared for each other.
You could have tried harder.
But I didn’t know if he wanted me to contact him.
Bile rose. I pressed a hand to my mouth, turned, and walked out of the room.
“Swan?” Mum called.
“B-Back soon,” I managed to get out.
I just needed a minute. I needed my head to stop scrambling. To just stop.
Why was I trying to make excuses for myself?
I was on the stairs when the door behind me opened.
“Hey, Birdy.”
My heart thrashed.
I stilled.
Drake.
It was him.
I was attracted to Drake, but I wasn’t allowed to be.
I love Lockland.
I lost the man who was made for me. I shouldn’t be thinking about someone else.
Why was I reacting to Drake this way? Where had this attraction come from?
Why now? What did I do with it?
I couldn’t do anything. I wouldn’t. He was Drake.
Friend.