As soon as Mitchell left I crawled under the blankets on my bed. It created a dark cave around me which I craved now because, in the dark, no one could see my tears. Maybe I should have listened to Edward because now that Mitchell was gone I could see what he was talking about. When I thought about it, Mitchell did confuse me. I was even zaidi confuddled and tongue-tied when he was there. It was just something about him that did that to me but I didn’t know what. Was it smile au his touch au his eyes? Maybe it was his eyes. They were an incredible blue colour and I could stare at them all...
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