CHAPTER 82

When I reached the front porch of our apartment, I saw that I was right to come here. She was right here and it pained me that I was the only one she got and she had nowhere else to go. She raised her eyes to see me and I half expected her to walk back into the house and shut the door to my face but she did neither. She simply watched me close in on her and take the space on the single stair beside her. I felt a sense of dejavu as we both sat here and stared into blank space. It reminded me of the night I had sat in the cold and waited for Connor to come to pick me up. Was she waiting for me the same way? I did not say a word to her and neither did she. I stole a few glances at her face and I could see dark streaks of tears from the smudge on her mascara. She had been crying. "We broke up." She was the first person to finally speak after our long minutes of silence. I looked at her and frowned at her words. She had broken up with who? She did not look at me and she played with h