The next morning, he woke up, grumpy as always, went to the bathroom to empty his bladder, and then headed to the kitchen, rubbing his eyes.
Daniel was there, pouring some coffee. He was serious and his face showed he didn’t sleep very well, or more likely, didn’t sleep at all.
“Morning,” Alex murmured. “It’s Saturday. Why are you up so early? I mean, I know you usually run in the morning, but you’re not in your usual running clothes.”
And God, he missed the time when they got up early and had breakfast together.
“I need to talk to you.”
Alex stopped in his tracks and turned to look at his friend, his heart pounding hard in his chest.
“Oh. A-about what?”
Daniel took a deep breath and supported his hands on the counter, bowing his head.
“I didn’t plan to do it. Honestly, yesterday I
