"You wanna talk about it?" my mom asks.
I’m not sure I can tell her what happened—I don’t have the courage.
"Not now." She just nods.
"I’m still going to give you some advice, though."
Well, okay.
"It’s your first heartbreak, and I don’t know what he did, but he’s a fool for hurting you. Any man who makes a woman cry is not worthy of her love."
She’s just amazing.
"Mom, I don’t think I love him."
What I feel for Adrian is complicated. I’m hurt that I can’t be with him, but I don’t think it’s because I love him.
"Your tears say otherwise, baby. They say otherwise," she says, pulling me into another hug.
Maybe I am developing feelings for him, but I need to kill those feelings before they go any further. He doesn’t love me, and I’m not sure I’m ready to sacrifice everything for a o
