Fishing an answer from my mouth

It’s the same room that I had already been to many times before. However, I could certainly feel the invisible pressure pressing down on my shoulders.

Am I afraid to meet her?

No.

What I was afraid of was if the way she would look at me now had already changed.

She cried the last time I was here. And although I returned and held her in my arms, nothing about our situation had changed.

I saw her last when I walked Nami to her house and back then, we didn’t really have the chance to talk to each other. She messaged me once on Messenger but that’s it.

I never ran into her these past few days and even if I messaged her, she’s only responding normally and we never had any decent conversation.

I also didn’t try to push it lest she found it annoying.

That’s why this would be the first time we would see and talk to each other since Monday.