Weston

We're sitting across from one another in the most awkward of silences. She eats the meal I prepared for her while I just sit there, playing with mine because I'm not hungry. What we've become is a shell of who we were, but I guess that's to be expected.

We haven't been around each other in eight years. There's a lot of growth in that amount of time. I'm assuming the two of us are who we were back then, and that's just not the case.

Back when we first ...