Gonzalo POV
I sat on the bus on our way to Nebraska, lost in my own thoughts of self-hatred. Despite all of my assurances to my friends and hate towards Kassia, I had not been able to stop myself from checking up on her through the night. I was thankful that no one caught me, because I didn’t want them to see how pitiful I was. I also hadn’t been able to stop myself from looking at her face while she lay unconscious on the bed like a creep. It was just as beautiful as I remembered. How many hours had I spent staring at her sleeping face after we’d made love? Too many. My favorite part had always been when her violet eyes would flutter open and the smile that would grace her lips when she saw me staring at her.
I looked at the three-quarter moon shining through the bus window. Celeste sai
