"Why couldn't we just have discussed it at home?" Ashly sat opposite him at a tiny table in the lovely little coffee shop. Cristian had a cup of ordinary coffee in his hands, while Ashly took a medium mocha.
"I wanted to talk to you privately." Cristian's stomach was churning. He felt as though he were in another dimension. He and Ashly had been celebrating their engagement party not long ago, with a great future ahead of them. Was it really so bright? You got caught up in a delusion.
Ashly twitched and her lips clenched. "And tell me, Cristian, what?" She focused her gaze on him. He could see by her expression that she knew precisely what he was about to say—how could she not? - Despite this, she obviously sought to make him say it aloud. And why couldn't she? He certainly doesn't dese
