Chapter 6: Testing the Waters

The days started to feel like some kind of dream. It was like we were walking this fine line between just being friends and something more. And every time I tried to keep a distance, to pull away from him, Isaiah would just find a way to pull me back in. He wasn't pushy about it. He wasn't trying to rush me or force me to feel something I wasn't ready for. But he was there. Always.

It's like he could tell when I was pulling back, and he'd meet me halfway, even if I didn't say anything. It made everything harder, though. Because the more he was there, the more I started feeling things I didn't want to feel. And the more I felt, the more I was scared of what would happen if it all came crashing down.

But despite all the fear, there was something about Isaiah that made me want to try. Even when I was at my lowest, even when I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of my past, he was right there, standing beside me.

I wasn't ready to admit it yet, but he was slowly becoming the one person I knew I could count on. And that scared the hell out of me.