Agnes
I blinked, staring up at the familiar face smiling down at me. I hadn’t seen Mason in years, not since college, and now I had randomly run into him twice in the past few months after all that time apart.
“Hey, Agnes,” he said with a lazy smile, sticking his hands in his pockets. “I thought I saw you in the restaurant earlier.”
“What are you doing here?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. I instantly bit the inside of my cheek, suddenly feeling rude for that, and said a bit more softly, “Not that it’s not nice to see you, but it’s just…”
“Strange seeing me twice in such quick succession after years of not speaking?” he asked with a low chuckle.
I nodded, the knot in my chest loosening a little. Despite our years apart, it was nice to see that Mason still had
