I have never wanted anything in my life. I remember when I was in fourth grade, my classmate had a Barbie bag. It was the trend those times. I wanted that. When I was in eleventh grade, the whole campus was going crazy over a tour of the most popular band at that time. I wanted to attend that.
But right now, feeling the need for Sage, I realized that I’ve never really wanted those things. A Barbie bag? A concert ticket? None of them made me feel like I was going to die if I didn’t have them. But with Sage? It’s bad.
I wanted him so much that I don’t think I’ll be able to live without him.
“What are you thinking?” Sage came and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.
I bit my lower lip as I stared at the veranda of his unit. I loved the view of the city. I love the buildings.
