First message
o haven’t been able to think straight since the day you met Sarah. I had found her and your sister in your sisters bedroom one day when she came over to hang out. You saw her long legs stretched out on the bed. The way she carried effortless charm and beauty. One day she was staying over for a sleep over. I couldn’t sleep knowing she was in the room across from mine. I head downstairs to the kitchen late at night to get a glass of water. Suddenly, I hear soft footsteps coming down the stairs.