“Would you please tell me what you are thinking? Before I go mad?” What could I say to him? That I was a coward? I searched for words. “Your lips are white. Talk, Bella.” I exhaled in a big gust. How long had I been holding my breath? “The date took me off guard,” I whispered. “That’s all.” He waited, his face full of worry and skepticism. I tried to explain. “I’m not sure what to do… what to tell Charlie… what to say… how to…” My voice trailed off.
