Drew basically avoided me for the rest of the week. He would say good morning and was cordial, but he didn’t go out of his way to speak to me or be nice. He spent most afternoons out of the office checking on projects. I missed him, and our banter, even though I knew it was my fault.
Every day he withdrew I knew how much his break-up was bothering him. I wanted to take back my simple question and return to the way we were before, but I couldn’t shake that it was for the best. Even if I still wanted him.
The following Monday, after a boring weekend spent alone, I went back into work expecting more silence. It was wearing on me. I could only hope Xander would be in the office for the week instead of on site. Or maybe Drew would be on site all week again and I wouldn’t have to see him.
Wit
