But it didn’t happen.
It was never going to. “Are you hungry?”
He tilted his head slightly. “Should we be eating if we’re going somewhere later tonight?”
“It’s tonight?”
“I don’t want to forget. Wouldn’t you like that?”
“But… but what about Remy—?”
His face fell. He didn’t like this conversation. He never liked whenever I brought her up. I never fully understood their relationship. And since no one really spoke to me, it was easy to assume that they had a tumultuous relationship. That was it.
“I said it was alright. Didn’t I?”
“I know. I—”
But he had pulled away, walking back into the living room.
I followed him, trying my hardest not to walk too fast so I wouldn’t fall over to the floor. “I’m— I’m sorry, I just— I know how much she means to you and—”
He turned. I stopped. “D
