No

We need to talk.

We have a lot to talk about.

There is something I want to tell you.

Sentences like this always leave a bad taste in my mouth and I don't know why.

They just do. I don't want anyone telling me these things.

Because wherever someone tells me something like this always get this feeling as of something bad is about to happen or the person is about to say something that's for sure is not going to be any good news.

Hence when I look at Nathan after he said the words, I can feel my heart racing, my hands joined, resting on the table, swallowing I look at his relaxed face and try to read the expression on it.

But his face shows nothing, he is related and to a surprise, he still sporting the smile that he had been when he was making breakfast for us.

" What do you want to talk about?" nervously I ask him. Though a part of me wanted to skip this question if anything I have learned being a mother and a woman on her own is that you cannot always run from things