The cold air welcomed Courtney and I as we stepped inside the ice cream parlour. When was the last time we ever went here together? It seemed like forever since the last time we hanged out and laughed at stupid things, when things hadn’t gone complicated and life was simple.
Maybe I was bound to know the truth sooner or later. But I was too dumb to realize that it didn’t matter when I would know the truth because in the end, I was going to be hurt. It wouldn’t hurt less if Courtney told me earlier. It wouldn’t hurt more if she would tell me now. I would just be hurt. That was all.
The cashier smiled jovially at us. While we were looking like zombies from The Walking Dead, she looked decent for her job, courtesy to the minimal make-up she had on to highlight her eyes, her brows and her li
