Alonah shifted her weight in one foot to the other as she waited patiently for Ian to say something. She thinks she should say something too but honestly, she really doesn’t know what she should say. They might have shared a table during that time they were coincidentally in the same yogurt shop, but they never really talked—to each other, at least. It was so awkward that Alonah wanted nothing but to bolt out of the booth they were sitting in.
Ian looked at her with an unfathomable expression on his face, but it was enough to let Alonah know that he is just as nervous as she is. Somehow, knowing that made her feel comforted. Maybe it was because she isn’t the only one who is feeling uncomfortable at the moment but she’s glad nonetheless.
“Ally, I…”
Alonah felt her heart beating loudly a
