Back then…
Matthew
I get to Sarah's apartment at 3 pm sharp, just like she asked me to.
I have a feeling I know exactly what this is about. She is probably going to beg me and try to convince me not to get back together with Amanda again.
But today, I will tell Sarah that there is no point in chasing after me. That Amanda and I are getting back together
I told her the truth. Sarah and I work together. That she's been a friend. I don't even remember sleeping with her.
I didn't mention the boat, or the way Sarah looks at me across conference tables, or how, sometimes, when she laughs, I forget why I'm fighting so hard to fix things with Amanda.
The doorman nods as I enter Sarah's building. The elevator ride up gives me time to prepare what I'm going to say. I need to be firm but kind. I need to make her understand that whatever happened between us was a mistake, a moment of weakness during a rough patch with Amanda.
