“I’m going to miss moments like this with you,” I said in a low tone, almost wishing I could take it back immediately. It felt wrong to say— at least from me. Especially after our date night blow up. But it was my truth, and I was doing what he asked of me by not censoring myself. A solid five seconds passed by before he said, “Me too.” His tone was indifferent. I didn’t like it. I turned my head so we could be face-to-face, but he continued looking out at the water. There was a shift in his demeanor from being playful to hiding his feelings. The energy was similar to last night, outside of
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