Myles was sick for a few days.
It's not literally sick that it's almost unbearable. I mean he is not himself. He obviously thinks a lot while doing his job. There was a moment he thought he was drinking his coffee turned out to be a pencil holder in his hand.
“As much as I want to stay here with you, I have to go to another country for my runaway fashion show week fifty.”
An stood right in front of my door. She also lived here in Myles' territory for a few days even though she was very aggravated here just for me. She has made a lot of sacrifices and it's a shame because I haven't been able to return those things now that she's leaving.
“I-I’m sorry, An.” I looked away.
I heard her smirk and grabbed my hand.
"I'll just be quick, Mel. I'll be right back here for you after the fashio
