I won’t lie to myself by thinking Bianca is attracted to me, I’m not delusional. She was in a bad place tonight. Vulnerable, probably lonely, and craving human contact. And I was the only one here. In the morning, she’ll likely regret what happened between us, so I’ll enjoy these stolen moments. It’ll have to be enough. I put my head on the pillow behind hers, bury my face into her hair, and hold her even tighter.
