Days passed and we were finally back to Henry deciding to touch me sometimes.

After I'd begged, of course and when luck wasn't on my side—he just wouldn't, no matter how much I begged.

Currently, I was in the latter phase.

It was funny how I had a feeling it'd come back to this.

Push and pull.

When I decide to let go, he'll be there to pull me back. And once I'm back, he's letting me beg him again.

It was becoming frustrating and tiring.

Mostly… I was tired of all the secrecy.

I sighed heavily, while staring into space.

“Earth to Rosie.” 

I blinked, focusing my gaze on...