After talking, Taylor came with me to the apartment. Even on weekends, those reporters swarmed my shop. Fortunately, I didn't have to leave this place for some time because I had no appointments or stayed with Blaze.
Taylor placed the grocery bag on the kitchen counter and pulled out the contents. She threw a bottle of water at me and laughed when I gave her a sharp look. Did she think we're kids to play throw and catch?
I sat down on the sofa and then turned on the television. I chose a channel that showed comedy movies even though I wasn't sure it would help me smile. The problem I was facing was complicated.
"It's not too late to change your mind." Taylor handed me a bag of potato chips.
"I'm sure of my decision," I stated, and then opened the bag. "I don't know how to apologize to
