“We need to talk,” I told Hannah as we met in her favorite café.
I am now wondering if it was a good thing that I asked her to be here for our break up. I don’t want her having some ill thought about this café after this.
Hannah looked at me sternly as she sat in front of me. I have a feeling that she already knows what we’re going to talk about.
Everything between us seems to have changed over the course of weeks. I know I’m not the only who noticed it. I know Hannah noticed it too.
I was different. I wasn’t usually the clingy type. I was losing interest.
Because I was already falling for someone else.
My attention was already directed to my wife. Everything I do seems to be for my wife.
Hannah took a deep breath. “Are you okay?” she asked.
I leaned my elbows on the table
