Why was he here...in this moment?
"Are you alright?" he asked again.
He did not recognize me.
He had forgotten me...
I had been avoiding him for so long that he had forgotten my face. This was the result of my actions...
"Yes," I said. Instead of taking his hand, I got up by myself and brushed the dirt off my skirt. "Thank you for worrying about me."
"Are you headed somewhere?"
I wanted to ask, 'Are you going to accompany me?'
I held my tongue back.
"No, I am just walking without a destination."
I was surprised how easily my words came out of my mouth. Either I did not love this Erik as much, or our decreased time together made me less affectionate towards him.
"Alright then, Miss. I hope that you have a pleasant day," he said as he left with his friend.
I watched his back walk
