A whole week had past by since that night. It had caught of guard completely and I was not expecting that. Justin could have said anything else and I would have been okay but having to deny the truth left me with a weight on my shoulders that I could not seem to shake off no matter how hard I tried.
I knew I should tell him. Just push open his study door, storm in and lay it all out on the table but it wouldn't feel the same. It would not feel the same as opposed to him willingly remembering me and yes, yes I know that he is in a predicament that is completely out of his control but this was just how I felt about the matter.
I inhaled deeply, letting the smell of freshly ground coffee beans fill my nostrils. The aroma was like a metaphor to me. The end bite of the bitterness after the
