He didn’t sleep after he got her message. He stayed up all night, thinking about what it meant.
He decided to tell his best friend about it.
“Now I won’t be thinking about anything except that for the next month.”
“Did you respond to her text?”
“Yeah. I wrote ‘You have no idea.’ She didn’t answer back.”
“Well, maybe she does have no idea. I mean, well, you’ve seemed so happy with Melissa. How would she know?”
“It doesn’t matter how happy I am with anyone. Because it still isn’t Catie.”
No disguise can long conceal love where it is, nor feign it where it is not. ~ Francois De La Rochefoucauld