Staring into his eyes, not sure of what to do next.
He put his hand on my chin.
“So beautiful”
His head was a little to the side and his face was serious.
“So innocent”
I didn’t know if I wanted to run or not.
“So many problems”
He took a breath between every word.
He knew about my past?
Of course he did, he was my “foster dad”.
In this moment I wanted to run.
But I stood in my place.
“So much trouble”
Now I didn’t know what he was talking about?
I was trouble?
How?
How could I be trouble?
We stood like this in what felt like forever, but it was only for minutes.
Then he turned around.
He left the office.
Leaving me there, without a word.
I was more confused than ever?
Was he a good guy? Was he a bad guy?
Did he want to f**k me or not?
Why did he kiss me?
My though
