CHAPTER TWENTY

BRYAN

It's 6:30pm, and I'm in my car, outside my apartment, thinking of what explanation I could possibly give to Diana that would nullify my actions.

To be honest, I don't know why I didn't tell her, maybe I was living in denial that I was going to go, maybe I didn't want what we had to change.

And now I feel like my father, doing things for my selfish reasons without the thoughts of how I could be affecting the other person.

I start the car and drive to Diana's apartment, Once I get there, I text her to come out, and she's out in five minutes.

“Hey”, I'm stunned when I see Diana, she looks tired, like she hasn't gotten any sleep since yesterday.

“Hey” She replies in a flat voice. She gets in the car and shuts the door, looking away from me.

“You look like you haven't gotten any proper sleep D.” She turns her head to me and watches me with a frown for a few seconds and then looks back out the window without giving me a reply.

“I guess we're still not talking then.” I look back at h