25.

*Akeelah*

I look at him with a hard face. But then, I can't totally blame him for bringing him up. He was only harmlessly making his point. I look away and settle my eyes on the flowers lying on the table in front of me.

"Yes. He came here to check up on me or so he said."

He looks at me. Obviously torn on whether to continue in that lane or just bring up another topic. He looks away and runs his hands through his hair.

That looked so good on him. I mean, that was the one of the things I loved to see Andrè do. Whenever he is flustered, he had the tendency to run his hands through his light brown hair so I always watched for it behind closed doors.

Good thing that chapter with him is dead. If I want to get over that man, I think the best option is another man. And there's one right here.

One who's willing.