CHAPTER ELEVEN
The night was especially cold tonight but as my body fell victim to the shivers I had no idea whether it was really from the wind or the fact that I was sitting next to Ken at a park bench so late at night. After two years of trying to bury every memory of him, I never thought I would be sitting so close to him right now. I had so many questioned I wanted to ask him but at the same time, I was not sure I was ready to hear the answers. I’d already suffered enough heartbreak in a matter of only few days.
“Here,” he placed his coat over my shoulders, breaking the silence that had enveloped between us
“Thank you,” I muttered loud enough for him to hear.
“Its been a while,” he half turned his face to look at me,” So how have you been, Beck?”
I speared him a look of disbelief
