"I'm so sorry."
I feel bad for bursting out on him like that, I really need to learn to shut my mouth, this bad b***h act doesn't suit me so well.
"It's okay, it's been two years."
"I'm really sorry."
I want to ask him a lot of questions, how she dies what the cause was, how he copped up after the death but I choose to stay quiet.
I might just say another wrong thing.
He looks so sad and for the first time, I see the person beneath that arrogant and confident person he puts out.
"It's nothing really I'm sure you feel the same way, we both lost people we cared about."
Okay, that didn't sound good.
"This was your wife, she's nothing compared to Ronald."
"Anyway, now you know there won't be any hindrance on us dating."
"Fake dating." I correct him.
"Ah, yes."
It's amazing how he'
