Adam was looking at me with a teasing grin. I’m sure he’s going to ask me who that guy was last night. I already know how his brain works.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” I told him, dismissing him before he even gets to open a topic. “Ever.”
Adam made a face before sitting beside me. I’m waiting for my food to arrive because my parents were gone early and they just left a note for me to eat outside before I head off to work.
“Is he the reason why you came rushing back home when you were living your dream in New York?” he asked before ordering his meal too.
I sighed. “I guess,” I replied. But I don’t want to dive into more details. Leaving New York was one of the best decisions I have ever done. It’s not the best for my career but it’s definitely the best for my heart. I cannot sta
