For You, Even Though I'm Tired

In just fifteen minutes, Derek had finished everything, from washing up to getting dressed and putting on a few simple accessories.

Today would be remembered as the day I, Derek's personal maid, groomed and dressed him as quickly and carelessly as possible.

And at the same time…… were we on day two? Day one? of dating?

There was no definitive answer to whether the day you started dating counted as day one, but there was no culture of celebrating hundred-day anniversaries here, so it didn't really matter.

That didn't mean its significance had faded, though.

Dating. Us.

I sat down on the bed and buried my face in my hands.

Only after Derek left did I finally have enough breathing room to look back on what I'd done.

I didn't think either Derek or I had realized the other liked us.

It also seemed we'd both hesitated to confess because we were afraid of ruining our friendship...