George saw her silently packing her purse. She had already changed into her old clothes, though he still wanted to see her in his oversized T-shirt.
"I've asked the driver to drop you off at some distance from the hostel," he informed her, and she nodded with a faint smile.
"Thanks,"
Something wasn't right. She didn't feel alright to him.
She took a man's name… what was that? Yeah. Dorian Maxwell. She asked if he knew him, then wiped her face and decided it was time to leave.
This girl held a special place in his heart. He didn't want to scare her with any kind of commitment but in all honesty, he didn't want to let her go.
However, he needed to respect her decision too.
"So, will we meet tomorrow at the office?" he asked her while watching her wearing her shoes.
"Yeah, sure. Why not?"
He wished he could tell her that she mattered to him and that he wanted to spend some more time with her.
