Page 121 of Through the Storm
Me
I know. I’m alive.
The reply comes immediately.
Rebecca
But miserable.
Rebecca
Ella says you’re still being a hermit
I snort weakly despite myself.
Me
She’s very dramatic.
Rebecca
But also right.
Rebecca
Listen. I’m going to say something, and you’re not allowed to spiral.
Too late.
Rebecca
Just be happy.
Rebecca
Like, actually let yourself have happiness.
Rebecca
Don’t be so silly. Come on.
My eyes burn. I turn onto my side again, curling inward, phone clutched tight.
Me
It’s not that simple.
There’s a pause. Longer this time.
Rebecca
It kinda is.
Rebecca
But you’re acting like loving someone is a crime you’re trying to prevent.
I swallow.
