Dear Aiden,
After school, you pulled me into your car.
You said that we were going somewhere.
I said I had to go home.
You said that my parents knew where we were going and that they trusted you.
Of course they trusted you.
They don't really know what you did.
They don't know the damage you've caused.
You've earned their trust..
But when will you earn mine?
We stopped at a garden.
You asked me what kind of flowers I liked.
I said that I liked roses.
Why did I even answer your question?
You picked up a rose.
You gave it to me.
You smiled.
I think that my cheeks turned red, too.
But why?
Love,
Luna