***** LILY *****
I had imagined what our first meeting after the breakup would be like. So many scenarios in between all my crying.
In one he would walk in on Jace all over me, and I would flip my hair dramatically and say we didn’t see him there. Of course, that imagination branched farther and more detailed on what imaginary Jace would be doing to me when he walked in.
Point is, I wasn’t supposed to be in a small cafe, my hair an absolute mess and talking about just how much my relationship with Taser had ruined me.
How much of my words did he hear? If it was just the last bit, we were fine.
“Mr Jace Whitmore. It feels nice to run into you again so soon.” Taser turned away from me, his soon to be boss clearly more important than his ex girlfriend.
He was beaming at Jace as he
