Elliot
I started making an omelet for brunch. Right after dicing all the onions, tomatoes, mushrooms, a nagging back pain starts. I don’t think much of it as sometimes I get weird pains from just having such a large belly. Plus, all the extracurricular activities from yesterday probably took a toll on my body.
I finish cooking brunch and serve the food on the table. Devin seems pretty distracted today. I’m not sure what is bothering him all of a sudden, but it must be really weighing him down. His usual happy, carefree mood is gone, replaced by a lot of heavy tension.
“Are you alright?” I ask.
“Not quite, I have to tell you something very important, I just don’t know where to begin.”
I quirk a brow up, waiting for him to continue, but the silence that follows is deafening.
“Devin,
