Ivan and I excused ourselves, afterall, he was more to me than Wade was right now, and we had something really important to discuss.
I stood by my car, the wind blowing my hair. My arms were wrapped around me as the temperature seemed to keep dropping everyday. Ivan was beside me, silent for a moment as he seemed to gather his thoughts. The day had been a mess, from my unwarranted attitude at the table read to this.
"I really need you to come back home with me, Wendy," Ivan finally said, breaking the silence. His voice was soft, pleading even, and it made my heart ache. "I can't stand the thought of going back to that house without you."
"You finally show up after days of going AWOL and the only thing you could think of is this?" I asked him, anger evident in my tone. I had expected more from him, anything but not reaching out for days.
"I'm sorry, I needed to gather my thoughts, make plans". He told me.
