Becca
Waking up the next morning, I couldn't stop thinking about how the tension between Neal and I was so high. Last night, he made me feel in a way I hadn't felt in a long time. I felt wanted and desired, and even though I was with James, I couldn't help but contemplate what a relationship with Neal would be like.
It was wrong of me, and I was so terribly wrong for even considering things like that.
The guilt weighed heavy on me, and I knew for a fact last night when I dressed my door was cracked, and I heard Neal's door shut, so I knew he had seen me, yet he said nothing.
Did that make me a w***e for being in that kind of situation?
Did that make me a worse person because I allowed something like that to happen, knowing full well I wasn't single? God, everything happening to me was
