I look back and see her shuffling her feet uncomfortably and my heart sinks. She wants to go; I should let her. Stop dragging this out, even if I would have her stand here all day just so I don’t have to not see her again. I’m making this awkward for her, making her upset and that’s the last thing I want.

Her boyfriend is staring at me a little oddly and I wonder if he is trying to figure out what I was to her. I doubt he has a clue. Knowing Sophie, she probably hasn’t told ...