He Kissed Me Like I Was His Sister , and I Knew I Was Alone Again. I knew I’d never stopped being alone in the first place… …and maybe I never would. Just two weeks ago he’d been chasing me like he was a hunter and I was the prize he’d been searching for his entire life. “You’re so beautiful,” John would text me out of nowhere in the middle of the day. A smile would bloom on my face. I’d blush. I’d feel this heat in my chest and this wonderful, terrible hope growing in me. I’d feel myself start ...