The food on my plate is amazing. It really is hands down the best fried chicken that I have ever had. Knowing that I am trying his favorite food sends butterflies through my stomach for some reason. It’s like we secretly share something.

To say that the dinner is awkward would be an understatement. There have been long moments of silence with no one saying anything as we all eat. My gaze keeps flying to him to see what he is doing but he almost seems distracted. Every other time that I have been with him he seems to be so well put together. If I had to guess, I...