Camilla
In two weeks I had been with my parents, and no day had gone by without a gift from Scott arriving. Maybe because of that, I was worried, no gift yet and it was afternoon. I am a little disappointed, both in the lack of gifts and my need for them. I should know better than to be expecting something from him. There was no future for us anyway, was it?
I was still struggling with my thoughts when the bell rings, and I almost run to the door to find what's today's gift, but I find Scott on the other side of the door, holding a cute stuffed unicorn.
"Hello. I've missed you," he says, shyly.
"Hi," I respond, unsure what to do.
"Do you want to grab a cone of ice cream?" it's a reminder of one of our first dates, I know it is, and I smile.
"I don't know if it's a good idea," I try.
