I stood outside the apartment with my eyes lowered, unable to say a word. I couldn't even gather the courage to step inside.
Because I knew the moment I walked in, I'd have to face Brian again.
James seemed to notice something was wrong.
He gently pressed his hand against my forehead, checking my temperature.
"What's wrong? You don't look so good. Did the drive wear you out? Or..."
"I'm okay. I just get carsick." I forced a smile.
I didn't want him asking more questions. I was terrified I'd let something slip.
He accepted my answer without pushing. Holding my hand, he led me inside.
As soon as we entered, James called Brian over. The atmosphere between them was still awkward after their argument earlier.
Even so, James excitedly introduced me.
"Uncle, this is my girlfriend. We've
