EMILY

Breakfast was awesome. It made me want to not go back to NYC. I didn't know which was the reason. The coziness of the cafe, the mouth-watering meals, the nice waiters, or the fact that I was with Alex and free from the fears of meeting someone I didn't want to.

But breakfast had still not been the best part of my day. Lunch was.

Jay Anderson and his wife were literally the sweetest souls I had ever come across in my years of living. The meeting was as though Alex and I were meeting with an old-time friend of his. Jay Anderson was older, about the age of...