The meal had been better than I expected. No hint of romance, as my parents had hinted at on the way out of the door. Just two friends enjoying one another's company. Exactly the way I had hoped. And after a few minutes of awkwardness, we were back to laughing and joking. Talking as if we were sitting at the sports bar back at college. And it felt like home...
Hearing Presley laughing, and seeing her relax created a warmth within my chest that gave me a hope that perhaps we could make things work. Yes, I had agreed to this to stop the forced marriage, but it also because I had hated the idea of starting my future without Presley in it. I mean, yes she would be there, but simply as a mere presence at the end of a phone or computer screen when we video-called. That was not us. And I had ha
