"You’re mine," he took a step closer, leaned forward and whispered the words that made me feel unsettled, "but you can’t have me."
"Hey. Tell me, what’s wrong?"
"Nothing. I’m fine.”
"No, be honest with me."
"You want me to be honest? Okay. I can’t understand our relationship. Sometimes I feel like we’re friends, sometimes I feel like we’re more than friends, but sometimes I feel like I’m just a stranger to you."Good night x
Kinder joy eggs, I guess.