I still haven't talked to him since our kiss. He texted me and even rang but I can't bring myself to answer. Every time I try fear seizes me and I run away. I keep running and I don't know how to stop. It's now half one in the morning and I don't want to think about James. I don't want to write any more love letters to James Baxter. I can't do it anymore. It's too much. He's too much.