don’t approve of. I’ve always kept things physical, but that’s far from being the case with Bran. I’m spending more time with him than I have with anyone, and I actually like it. No. I love it. I can’t imagine my days without seeing his face first thing in the morning and that little smile he hides so soon after spotting me. He rejects me, and I keep going back for more like a junkie who needs a hit of the drug that’s sucking my life dry. But this can’t go on anymore.
