❀ Amy ❀
The sun poured through the café window in soft, golden rays, but I was anything but calm as I sat at a small table by the window. My hands were wrapped around a warm cup of chamomile tea, but it did little to ease the jitter in my nerves. After my conversation with Clark, I knew what I had to do. Thankfully, Darren was prepared to meet me to discuss it before he left for Harridale to see his parents. And of course, Darren arrived right on time, as he slid into the chair across from me like we were old friends, though we both knew we weren’t. Not anymore. But we could be. No, we had to be.
“Thanks for meeting me,” I said quietly. Darren nodded as he looked around the café.
“Of course,” he said.
“Eva deserves clarity, Darren,”
“I want to do this right, Amy. I know things were…
