I hadn’t expected her to say she’d give me the bed and that she’d sleep on her couch. If anything, I thought maybe she’d suggest we just share the bed. Then again, that was more of what I was hoping she’d say.
She wasn’t that kind of girl anymore. Sorry, woman.
She was even stronger, braver and more confident than when I’d first met her. That was why I’d been attracted to her in the first place. She was everything I wasn’t and would never be.
But I’d never told her that and it was too late. It was the first thing I’d ever regretted in my life.
And now I’d been relegated to the couch.