He stands up and comes to stand beside me to wash his own dish and coffee mug. I collect it from him and he takes a napkin to wipe down the kitchen table.
We are all done and we go to the living room to seat.
“Talk to me Luke. What is going on with you? You know you can talk to me right?” I ask him.
He is sitting on the couch, his head on the cushion, he sighs.
“I don’t know Sky.” He rubs his hand down his face.
“Does it have anything to do with Jasmine?” I ask him to waiting for a reply.
He nods slowly.
“I’m sure it’s something we can fix. I’m sure it’s something that can be handled. So please talk to me okay?” I’m begging him to talk to me.
“Okay.” he sighs and sits upright. The look he directs at me is super heartbreaking I swear my heart breaks. He looks so sad.
“So, J
