Cold

I stared at him. I can’t mentally process what to do next. Should I avoid him? Pretend that I didn't see him? Or meet him and deal with everything that happened today?

The cold wind blew my hair but the two of us still looked at each other. On the road I saw the wet concrete that says the rain just poured. I tried to calm my heart while pretending that everything was normal. I smiled a little but it didn’t reach my eyes. I step forward trying to act as if everything is just normal.

"Are you just going home now?"

I almost bit my tongue. Of all the questions in the book why is that even more I thought to ask? I also don't know how to start.

He didn’t answer me. He was still leaning against his car as his eyes looked back and forth at me and the flowers in my hand. I looked at the flowers as well. I cleared my throat and spoke.

"Are you waiting for someone?" I asked again.

I also didn't expect him to be waiting for me. I didn’t even receive a text or call saying he would take me to the c