She kept the curtains of that window open, always pushed to the furthest point. At night she'd taken to staring out it, just waiting, hoping for a topless Nick or a bashful Jake to appear, watching her, smirking. It was something small, something no one had noticed, but it was important.
When cobwebs formed on the curtain rod, Diana questioned, and in turn her Grandma discerned the trend. She said she kept them open because she liked the extra light, because of the perceived space even.
For she'd not admit the truth, not even to Melissa who might understand, nor Adam who would hold her 'til she burned… she didn't even want to admit it to herself.
She kept the curtains of that window open because she knew no one would open them for her anymore.