Those Who Wait

by Haley Cass

“Sutton, darling, you know that I’m a lesbian, don’t you?”

“A pretty girl like you deserves pretty jewelry.”

Something about that made her stomach twist painfully; she didn’t want to believe she was that forgettable.

But finding these words, the words to end this was killing her.

I don’t want you to be sorry, I want you to want me.

How was Sutton supposed to do anything but love her? She didn’t know.

She wasn’t worth the risk, and it burned.

“Someone who sees you for everything you are, too.” She bit her lip. “Someone who sees all of it and chooses you, anyway.”

“I’m in love with you, Sutton. Terrifyingly, irreversibly, life-alteringly in love with you.”