When I left the bar, I branched at a*****e to pick up a wine I’d be meaning to taste for a while now. Dane had recommended it and swore it tasted like heaven so I picked it up and headed home.
It was quite late when I arrived. I met Chloe sitted on a bench on the front lawn. Her chin was propped up with her palm as she stared in the distance.
A look of guilt crossed my face briefly before I forced a smile to my face and approached her.
“Isn’t it too cold out here?”
She looked startled, but smiled as well when she saw it was just me. She must remember what she had seen earlier before Nate knocked her out.
“You’re back.”
“Mmm… is there something wrong? Why are you out here, alone?”
“Sometimes, the cold can be relaxing.”
“I know right.” I joined her, and sat, knowing tomorrow, she’d
