The conversation becomes a blend of personal experiences and philosophical musings. Tasia talks about the evolution of her relationship with Daniel, how they’ve grown and changed together, and the challenges they’ve faced.
She loves him, that much is evident. Yet somehow, she still feels like the relationship is missing something, but she can’t figure out what.
“It’s about growing together, but also allowing each other to grow individually,” Tasia says softly. “It’s not always easy, but I think in the end, it’s worth it. At least, I think.”
“With Seth, for a long time, I lost myself trying to be what I thought he wanted. I guess he was doing the same for me, come to think of it. With London, it’s different. I can be myself, weird and quirky even, and that’s made all the difference,” Lily says with a love-struck sigh.
Something stirs in my chest and I realize I’m so happy for Lily. Getting to where she is with London took a big leap of faith.
“I’ve learned the hard way that trust is a fragile fucking thing. It takes a lot to rebuild once it’s broken,” Anna offers, her lips pressing tightly.
Vivian nods. “Trust is like a mirror. Once it’s shattered, you can try to piece it back together, but the cracks will always show.”
Again, Anna glances at Vivian like she’s grown a second head.
I can attest to her words, though. Especially when I think back to my relationship with Michael. Those cracks never faded away. They grew bigger and bigger until they practically consumed my soul.
As the discussion winds down, I find myself reflecting on my situation with Adam.
The insights from these women, each with their own unique experiences, help me see things from a different perspective. It’s not just about my fears or insecurities—it’s about giving Adam, and myself, a chance to discover what could be.
Even if he’s the guy from Nocté?
That thought strikes me and a jolt of panic courses through me.
The man from Nocté met a completely different woman that night.
I’m nothing like Zoey …
And I’d hate for Adam to be that man, only to discover—I’mnotthat woman.
CHAPTER21
Adam
The cool evening air brushes against my skin as we step out of Hanabi. The buzz of our laughter mingles with the sounds of the bustling city, making my heart beat faster.
I glance at Carlie, her face is illuminated by the soft glow of the setting sun.
She’s radiant.
Her eyes sparkling with a joy that echoes in my chest.
“So, did the sushi live up to your expectations?” I ask, hoping to keep the light, easy vibe we’ve had since I picked her up.
Carlie’s smile widens. “Absolutely. That was some of the best sushi I’ve ever had. Thank you for introducing me to that restaurant.”
Her gratitude is sincere and unguarded, and it deepens the warmth I’ve been feeling all evening.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” I say, taking her hand in mine, despite the flip it causes in my stomach. “Now, for the next part of our evening, as corny as it might sound, I thought I’d show you where our training sessions will be held on Monday. If you’re up to it, that is.” I try to sound casual, but the truth is, I’m eager to see her reaction to the surprise I’ve set up back at my place.
She looks at me, narrowing her gaze, as a mixture of curiosity and excitement lights in her eyes. “Um, sure. That sounds great.”
I beam back. “Great. I was hoping you’d say yes.”
Her gaze drops as her smile widens.
I wish I could tell what she was thinking—but hopefully whatever it is, she won’t realize what I’m really up to.