It was nearly dark when Carl decided to head home. He finished his cup of coffee and they chatted for a while. Like their past misunderstandings, a simple conversation was enough to clear the air. He left with a smile, while she was still trying to shake off the guilt weighing on her chest.
Izzie let out a heavy sigh as she found herself staring down the road Carl had taken. He was probably halfway to wherever he was going, yet here she was—still frozen at her front door like a lovesick fool.
Just as she was about to step inside, a familiar voice called out.
“Psst, Isay! Did my daddy Carl already leave?”
Izzie rolled her eyes at her friend Pating’s teasing tone.
“Seriously, ‘Daddy Carl’? Come on. Carl and I have been friends forever. Trust me, you're not his type—and it's definitely n
