We both stood on the balcony, sipping from our glasses and looking up at the sky, not a word spoken, and yet I couldn’t be any more comfortable.
It was weird how safe I felt with Chase especially after his nephew had completely shattered my heart. Maybe I deserve this mark on my wrist telling the whole world who I really was.
“Does it seem eerily quiet to you?” Chase asked, breaking the silence before I could go through my usual rabbit hole of self-deprecation. I was spending more and more time in that hole and I completely hated it.
I shook my head. “I’m starting to have a migraine and I need to sleep.”
Chase stretched and stood upright. “Time to go then.”
I placed my empty wine glass on the small table on the balcony and walked into the house and sure enough, it was pretty quiet.
