They met at his house. It was just them. Private enough to actually talk.
Daniel answered the door looking different. Older, maybe. Or just tired. He stepped aside to let her in.
“Thanks for coming,” he said as she followed him to the living room.
“You said you wanted to talk.”
“I do.” He sat on the couch, and she chose the chair across from him. Distance. “I’ve been thinking a lot. About us. About everything that happened.”
“Okay.”
“I miss you, Kassie. I miss what we had.”
“What we had was chaotic.”
“It was also real. And good. When it was good, it was really good.”
“And when it was bad, it was terrible.” Kassie crossed her arms. “The good moments don’t erase the bad ones, Daniel.”
“I know that. But I think… I think I understand now. What I did wrong. How I let Karen control thi
