The warm scent of coffee hits me as I push back the doors. I scan the small, cozy building and I spy Ryan’s dark head at the far end of the wall.

Sucking in a deep breath and steeling my spine, I tuck my hair behind my ear and start towards him. It is the first time in three years that I have taken extra care of my appearance. My hair is straightened and hell, I have no idea why I went the extra mile to wear a dress and get my makeup done. So much for not wanting to be here in the ...