I pushed aside the doubts and focused on the day ahead. School, homework, and extracurricular activities would fill my schedule, but my mind would linger on Felix and the unspoken feelings between us.
When I returned downstairs, Felix was sipping coffee, his eyes fixed on the news. I poured myself a bowl of cereal, feeling his gaze on me. Our daily routine felt comfortable, yet beneath the surface, a spark of uncertainty flickered.
"Hey, Felix?" I said, hesitating.
"Yeah?" he replied, looking up.
"Nothing," I said, shrugging. "Just wondering if we could talk about something later."
Felix's expression turned curious. "What is it, Lira?"
I shook my head, backing away. "Later, okay?"
He nodded, but I knew he'd be watching me closely, waiting for the right moment to ask again.
The rest of the day flew by in a blur of classes and activities. I couldn't shake off the feeling that Felix was waiting for me to bring up the conversation again. As soon as the final bell rang, I headed home, wondering if he'd be there.