Three days later, I agreed to meet Ethan.
A public place.
A crowded place.
A place where my heart couldn't make reckless decisions.
At least that was the plan.
The moment I saw him, the plan failed.
He looked tired.
The kind of tiredness that sleep couldn't fix.
His eyes found mine immediately.
And for a second, neither of us moved.
Then he smiled.
Not the confident smile from the café.
A nervous one.
As though he wasn't sure I'd actually come.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi."
Awkward.
Painfully awkward.
We sat down.
Coffee between us.
Questions between us.
Unspoken feelings everywher