Jesse's POV

I haven't left her side since the night at the hall. Well, at night I did when we had to go to sleep, but you get the picture I'm sure you get the picture.

That night, since there was no room in the first carriage, Susannah and I offered to be the second trip. I would have preferred that she went on the first trip, but I wanted to talk to her alone. The conversation in mind of course would have happened earlier, but talking was the last thing on my mind at that earlier moment.

The first ride was off.

"Jesse, please don't be all 'I'm sorry for kissing you' in the morning." She turned to me as soon as the carriage was out of sight.

"I only say sorry when I mean it. I wouldn't say it a million times concerning this."

She smiled.

Then she looked down.

"What is the matter Susannah?" I asked putting my hands on her shoulders.

It was occupied by a 10 second silence.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"There is never 'nothing' Susannah. What is wrong?" I was afraid I already knew the answer to this question.

"I don't belong here." She said blankly.

I knew it.

"What do you mean Susannah? Of course you belong here. You belong here with me."

"Then why does it feel like my life is something more. Like I should be doing something else. Like this is not my life."

I knew I had to tell her.

"Susannah, there is something I've wanted to tell you for the longest time, but I didn't want to."

I had to tell her now. I didn't want her to feel something unnecessary.

"You are right.-"

"Suze?" I voice behind us came.

I recognized him as the boy who was in the barn with us that one night.


sorry so short.
the bell is about to ring and I wanted to give yall a little treat

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