After office, Logan came to pick me up, and we went together to the coffee shop.

The walk was filled with tension, anticipation, nervousness.

I wanted to talk to him.

But I don’t know if he will agree or not.

My brain was telling me to push him away, but my heart wants to be with him.

I didn’t know what to do. What would I expect from him?

When we entered there, Logan and I take a seat which is in a corner of the cafe. So we can talk peacefully.

“You wanted to talk.” He said after taking sit.

“Yes,” I said nervously. Here comes when I have...