I squint at that statement and look up at him questioningly, head racing over the last few hours, but he gazes back and raises his brows as if to confirm it. A look that says ‘right?’

Thinking back, I guess I was as responsible for the icy space between us coming here. He was closed off, and I did not attempt to talk to him either. I didn’t touch him, didn’t walk with him, and anytime I felt his eyes stray to me, I held my ground and didn’t acknowledge him. We were both doing ...