CHAPTER THIRTY
“A coffee shop?” She questioned, looking a bit surprised. We were in PATTY’S Coffee shop one of the few places I actually loved going since I was twelve. I basically grew on the old man’s coffee and doughnuts. There were what I used to bond over with my younger sister before tragedy struck. f**k! I hated thinking about the past. It was no good to me.
“Yeah. It’s cozy and quiet, so why not? “I shrugged.
“Its homely, I love it,” she sat across me in the corner booth, her gaze sparkling a bit as she gazed around.
“That was what we were going for. I see you brought a friend for the first time after Bianca. It’s been a while,” I looked up at the grinning old but very energetic man. At the mention of Bianca, I had to swallow the lump of pain stuck in my throat as I t
