Before You
G R E E C E
Archer glanced at me as if he had just been caught in the act of concealing something from me. As he stared at me like that, I felt my heart break in front of me once more. He appeared to be caught and aware that I needed to know what he was hiding, as well as that he was aware that he had no choice but to tell me.
"Can we discuss this in my flat instead?" He requested gently as he continued to drive, the car going slower than before while the tension between us was more and more inevitable.
I breathed deeply and stared out the window of the passenger seat as I was reminded of what I had seen earlier during the pottery for a cause event and our first photo together from ten years ago, which were all spinning and twisting in my thoughts and hurting my head the m
