#Chapter21

Mike's fingers traced my arm as we laid on his bed. We had done the deed. I have done the deed. Was I guilty? Yes, a little. Was I scared? Yes, a lot. Was I worried? A hell lot. But did I regret my decision? No. Not at all. Not even a little.

I did not understand. Why I didn't I feel regret? Was something wrong with me? Perhaps, I knew why. Maybe I knew the exact reason why I didn't feel any regret. It was because it was MY decision to do it. Nobody forced me to do it. It was completely my choice and I took it....