Yuna’s eyes filckered with a sh of panic, then she shook her head again. Seemed like that was
her go–to
move.
I raised an eyebrow. “If he didn’t touch you or kiss you, what makes you think he’s in love?”
Her cheeks flushed as she looked down. “He… well, there was one time he almost kissed me.”
I
“Almost?” I tried to picture Wade’s usual, reserved self. Was he drinking?”
Guys get weird when they’re tipsy, sometimes mixing up reality with whoever’s on their mind.
Yuna didn’t shake her head this time. Instead, she nodded slightly. “Yeah,st week he was kinda
down and had a few drinks.
“I asked what was wrong, and he said it’d been a hundred days since his advisor passed.
“He said he missed her… then he looked at me and leaned in like he was going to kiss me.”
Right–exactly a hundred days since Narelle had passed.
Hearing all this, I realized Wade must’ve been seeing Narelle in Yuna’s ce, which made my heart
sink
Hearing this, it hit me: Wade must’ve been seeing Narelle in Yuna’s ce. My heart sank. Narelle
and I had shared so much inmon, but Yuna? She was nothing like her. How could he confuse
the two?
It had to be the alcohol.
“So why didn’t he go through with it?” I asked, watching her face. “Did you pull away, or did he stop
himself?”
Yuna’s blush deepened. “He stopped himself. Then he apologized.”
“And that’s why you think he likes you?” I raised an eyebrow. “All those romance novels, and you
still got it this wrong?”
“It’s not just that,” she shot back, sounding a little defensive. “It’s everything else. He’s been so
sweet to me, and everyone at the library thinks we’re dating. Sometimes they even tease us, and he
never says they’re wrong.
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She looked down, hurt shing across her face. “And sometimes, when he shows upte and sees
some other guy talking to me, he gets all annoyed–like, almost jealous.”
Listening to her, I could tell she wasn’t making it up. With all the signals Wade was throwing out, it
was no wonder she’d misread things.
It was clear Wade had his own stuff to work through, and I’d have to talk to him about it. But right
now, Yuna needed someone to help her process this mess.
“You mentioned he talked about his advisor, right?” I asked carefully. “Did it ever cross your mind to
wonder why he’s still mourning her so much?”
Yuna’s brow furrowed, and she hesitated. “Are you saying his advisor was… someone he cared
about?”
I was about to nod when she quickly shook her head. No way! How could he be in love with his
advisor?
They’re usually, you know… older!”
I couldn’t help but smile. ssic Yuna, still imagining all academic staff as gray–haired people in
tweed jackets.
“KRA has plenty of young, attractive lecturers,” I told her, considering if I should tell her the whole
story or let her figure it out slowly.
“You mean Wade’s advisor was a young, beautiful woman?” she asked, putting the pieces together.
Seeing her starting to understand, I decided it was best to tell her now–better a little hurt now than a
lot moreter.
“Yuna, I actually know Wade… and I know about his rtionship with Narelle,” I said, gently
exining everything I knew about their past.
When I finished, Yuna’s eyes were ssy. “Their love story was that beautiful?”
“It was,” I said softly. “So even though Narelle’s gone, Wade’s heart… it’s not an open door.”
She was quiet, and I was about to say more when the loudspeaker suddenly crackled to life.
“Attention, everyone. Due to the heavy rain, we have received notice to close early. Please exit the
building promptly.”
An employee came by to remind us as well, so Yuna and I quickly gathered our things and headed
out Into the storm.
Once we got outside, it was a madhouse trying to get a cab. We huddled under the awning,
ncing around and wondering how we’d get home.
Suddenly,
/, someone shouted, “The dam broke! Floodwaters areing!”