The news was everywhere.
So when I hurry to Christopher’s old office building, The Nest, my phone is still blowing up with notifications. I still can’t believe he did this. Ash who has been brought up to speed due to my mornings of eating breakfast alone, is sending lots of messages asking if it was true.
“I can’t believe my first visit here is because I want to know if you did this.” I tell him but my eyes are looking around hungrily.
Christopher’s brilliance exploded when he built this office. He had made it a nest, a with glass insides, that is so transparent it looks like there’s nothing there, just a nest made by a really giant bird.
“This is not how I wanted to show you.” he murmurs, getting up from his desk to meet me. He pulls me to a hug, one that I melt into. He came in late last night and left very early this morning, just enough to get a few hours of sleep and a change of clothes, not enough for me. I feel like I haven’t seen him in a long, long while, I missed him so
