"Cleo texted me to be here before 10."
We spent an hour on the couch last night, which I remember word by word how he confessed he's still feeling uncomfortable to be with me because of this IVF but at the same time he promised he would never abandon me again so he'll try his best to be with me the most he can.
I didn't think it'd be this soon. Like in less than 12 hours since the talk soon.
Last night when I was already asleep, Cleo woke me up around 2 a.m., breaking down because her husband met with an accident at London. It wasn't major according to Mr Montgomery's assistant but she was in a mess that I had to pack all her stuffs while she sobbed on the bed.
"Brought breakfast," he shakes the paper bag he's holding then invites himself in when I'm still standing next to the door, du
