Veronica
I watched Conrad closely as he stared into his large cup of coffee. He had rejected the offer for breakfast, and I was just glad that Felicia had given me an early break. Luckily, the diner wasn’t busy yet, but I needed to get Conrad talking and quickly.
“Conrad…talk to me,” I said firmly. Conrad finally tore his gaze away from his coffee and looked at me.
“I said…I told him…that I’m not sure if I feel the same way,” he whispered, and I nodded. That was exactly what Callum had told me. “I saw how my words affected him. How it broke him, but…I couldn’t do anything because I was…I am…still trying to figure things out,”
“Understandable…but maybe you could have worded it differently,” I said, and he sighed rather loudly.
“I know I should have. I know I should have said something
