“She knew she was on a dangerous path. A path she knew she has no business being on. Yet, there was a part of her that enjoyed this path.
As long as she keeps the two paths separate, then everything should be okay. No one would get hurt.
She knew she should have asked for guidance a long time ago.
She was now at the point where she did not even know if she wanted the guidance.
She knew what the answer would be.
She knew she was just looking for a sign. Just one small sign. Worse case scenario would be a kiss, an easier scenario would be an invite. She knew she just wanted something that would leave no questions. She had to have this before she got off her dangerous path, because, she was now enjoying it a little too much.”
Is this the beginning of a short story?
Yes!!