Solar Eclipse

I wanted to see the solar eclipse, but wasn’t sure I could handle being in the car with Adrian for that long.  I didn’t think I could listen to him mansplain the eclipse to me.  Again.  Repeatedly.  For six hours.  The one other time I had been stuck alone in the car with him, I had pretended to be asleep for the second half of the trip so I wouldn’t have to stroke his fragile ego. 

The more I thought about being in the car with Adrian, the more I realized I couldn’t be in the car with him.  I had to figure out a different way to watch the solar eclipse without letting Adrian realize why I wasn’t hitching a ride with him.  The more he pestered me about seeing the solar eclipse, the more I wondered if there was something else going on.  Why was he so set on going on a road trip with me?  Why not ask one of his other friends to go? 

The more he asked, the more suspicious I became.  The more suspicious I became, the more I started to pay attention to Adrian’s day-to-day movements.  I followed him when I had the chance – I learned his schedule, casually interrogated his other friends and when I finally realized the truth, I was sick to my stomach.  He had convinced himself I was in love with him and was planning to propose.