Forgiveness

Ethan rushed up to me and held my hands tightly in his. He was here. I was not daydreaming. He seemed shocked and grateful, but why?

"You replied to my text," he whispered.

I was fully aware of some stares but I kept my gaze on the beautiful man in front of me.

"Who is that fine man?" I heard a voice from the crowd but I didn't care.

"Did you not want me to?" I replied.

My heart sank. Did he give up on me? No, he couldn't, I was about to take him back.

"No no no, that's not it. I was just stunned," he answered with a frantic shake of his head and a smile.

"Was I that bad?" I asked with a raised brow.

I was beginning to get angry with myself. He was surprised by the fact that I texted back. I felt awful.

"No, my love, you were hurt. I understand that. I just wasn't expecting it but it made me so happy. I came here as soon as I finished leaving the office." Now that he mentioned that, I took the opportunity to look at him.

He was wearing a black tux with a white shirt and sky-