My meeting with Patrick only lasted thirty minutes, but to say it was intense would be an understatement. I walk home like I’m floating in a world without gravity. My brain is whirling, recalling the most important moments of the past half hour. Thirty minutes during which all I was waiting for was suddenly offered to me on a silver platter.
I have to admit, it was strange to see him again. Not because I still feel something for him, because I don’t. It’s clear now that I stopped having feelings for him even before our relationship ended, but I probably didn’t want to admit it then.
We hugged and we drank coffee together. He dropped the bombshell and I was astonished.
I take out my phone and send a message to Sean. I’m not sure it’s the wisest thing to do just then, but he is my boyfrie
