Let-s-not-stay-friends [Free]

Elias stood up and pulled his coat from the back of the chair. He didn’t wait for Mark to respond. He knew if he stayed, the resolve would crumble. He knew the pull of familiarity was a powerful, dangerous thing.

Mark looked down at his coffee. I don’t want to lose you entirely. let-s-not-stay-friends

The silence that followed wasn't the comfortable kind they were used to. It was sharp and jagged. Mark leaned back, his brow furrowed. You don’t mean that. You’re just hurt. Elias stood up and pulled his coat from

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