Charles didn’t know what to do with the new information. Becca had always captivated him. He hoped, when they were younger, that she had a crush on him, but he assumed that ended the day she told him to leave her life and never return.
Knowing she still cared about him, loved him even, was almost too much for him to handle.
Shortly after Becca’s confession they all decided to push forward. Charles insisted on buying dinner for Becca and Abby, even though they protested. They exchanged small talk, learning bits and pieces, but kept the conversation light.
Charles wasn’t sure he could have handled more weight.
When Becca and Abby left, Charles promised to stop by the diner the next day. He sat at the table and watched them go, wondering what he was going to do.
First thing in the morning Charles pulled himself from bed. He showered and dressed then headed for the diner. He knew Becca was working early and he didn’t want to waste any time before seeing her again.
He walked the few blocks from his apartment to the diner, rushing when he saw Becca waiting outside. Charles wondered if she was waiting for him until another man walked up, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.