“Being with you never felt wrong. It's the one thing I did right. You're the one thing I did right.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo
That night, Rose sat in her room, listening to her mother’s voice reciting ‘The Count of Monte Cristo’ when there was a knock on her door. She was surprised to see Xavier come in but felt the rush of heat fill her veins his presence always seemed to cause. Rose hadn't seen him since their kisses in the library earlier that day. She really hoped he wasn't avoiding her.
“Can we talk?” he asked quietly.
Rose nodded, motioning towards the spot across from her on the bed but Xavier moved towards the furry chair across from her bookshelf near her windows. Her heart sank. He was trying to maintain distance from her.
“I understand if you want to…to forget about
