Friends

Nicholas

“Let’s end this, Nico!”

I raise my head and stare at Emiliana. My heart instantly sank the moment I saw how serious she is with the words she has spoken. I am not dense to not know what she meant about ending this. But I don’t want to acknowledge her words.

I let go of my cutlery and shifted my full attention to her. I won’t let this night end with me and her parting ways. Like we were back to being strangers. I don’t like and want that idea.

And 5 years of not seeing her is already enough for me. If I would experience that again—after seeing her all well and doing fine—I don’t think my heart and mind could take it.

“Are you already full? If you are, we can go out. I’ll take you wherever you want to go.”

Emiliana shakes her head. Her eyes were apologetically gazing at me.

‘Please don’t.’ I wanted to tell her those words. She should not be feeling sorry for me. I completely understand where she’s coming from.

“I want to end this. I want you to end whatever this is that you’re