"Have a good day, sweetie."

Becky kissed her husbands cheek and said goodbye.

Another day to the same routine; clean, read, and cook. Just looking around made her antsy. She soon remembered she was set to have lunch with Adam.

His text last night made Derek a little angry, as she hadn't told him that they had ran into each other. But either way, she was going to see him.

They were this slight nervousness that hit her as she had no idea how the lunch would go. What would they even talk about?

Soon enough it was lunch hour and she was outside waiting for her ex boyfriend to show up. She was dressed in a simple white sundress and flats. The sun was radiating as it was mid July.

Her eyes caught sight of him when he was getting out of his rental car. Her eyes wandered as she took him in. His face looked so different and yet it was the same boy who changed her perspective with life. The baby blue eyes shined with happiness when they made eye contact.

Adam nervously pushed back his hair and exhaled before he was right in front of her. "Hi. You look lovely." He internally screamed, as he seemed to be flirting.

"Hi." There was a faint pink on her cheeks and gestured to the restaurant.

She was going to open the door but Adam did beforehand. That's when he finally caught sight of her wedding band. Oh shit, he thought to himself. He had no idea she was married-at the most even taken.

They got seated and looked at one another after they ordered. Adam was the first to speak up with a grin, "this is so weird. It's been so long that we've seen each other-in person."

Becky let out a small laugh, "Around five years ago. You've changed a lot."

"Physically. I still have the heart of a child." He poked his chest at where his heart is located and they both laughed.

The conversation flowed easily as if they had done this everyday. Becky found herself laughing like she's never laughed before and Adam couldn't stop smiling. When their food finally arrived, Adam couldn't help it anymore.

"So who's the lucky guy?"

The blonde looked at him and felt her heart race. She had forgot to even mention Derek. How was that possible when they had briefly explained their college years?

"Um, Derek. Derek Rivera." She paused as she let him take in that she had gotten a name change. "Becky Rivera."

Adam raised both his brows at how strange that sounded. Remembering in his youth at how they use to say Becky Torres rolled off the tongue easily.

"We met my sophomore year- Second year at college." She explained as she noted the face of confusion since Canadians went by years. "I met him after getting out of this horrible relationship with this other guy named Paul. We both attended the Cross- Lovers Group and we started talking. Soon enough we found out we had several things in common."

"We were together the rest of the college years and got married right after graduation." She finished right at the time he finished slurping his spaghetti.

Her instincts made her reach out and rub away a speck of marinara sauce from his cheek. He felt goose bumps from just the slightest touch and thanked her.

"Christian lovers group? I guess that explains the whole woman stays in house tradition while the man works?"

She nodded and pursed her lips. Adam felt the urge to say more at how ridiculous that was but knew it wasn't his place. Instead he added some relief, "Look."

He extended his hand out and let her see a scar that extended from the knuckles of his index finger till his pinkie. She gasped and waited for an explanation. "You have a ring on your finger while I got this... I was sneaking into this abandoned hospital and I ran my hand across the barbed wire while running from the cops."

Becky felt a grin coming, as he seemed to be filled with so many adventitious stories. "I'm married to danger."

She looked him dead in the eyes before they erupted into laughter.

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"So no lucky lady that you brought with you?"

They stood outside the restaurant and Adam felt sweat coming down from his forehead at the weather. He was happy he dressed in a light t-shirt and shorts. "Nah, here alone. It kind of sucks but whatever."

Becky saw a hint of sadness behind his eyes and didn't think twice before speaking, "I'm going to the beach on Saturday with Derek and a few friends. You can meet us there if you like so you can leave that hotel room."

The invite alone made him feel butterflies as if he were being asked out on a date. If only she were single. "Yeah, yeah I think I, uh, can make time." He stammered and Becky smiled at this quirk-more butterflies.

"I'll call you." She leaned in to kiss his cheek very quickly before saying goodbye and heading in different directions.

Becky felt a relief when she heard him say there wasn't a woman with him; here, at least. She didn't know why and she was scared to learn why she was relieved and why she invited him to the beach!

But she found herself excited for the weekend, as she would see him again. She just wanted to see him again.

"I love you so much, Becks."

"If you love me, why are you letting me go?" She was upset and in tears. Not only was he breaking up with her but also he was doing it the day before she was leaving to Florida for college. "You said we would get through this together. That we would stick it out as long as possible."

Adam felt tears forming and crossed his arms; "I can't do that to you. If you're there and I'm here you wouldn't be happy. I don't want to hold you back from all the experiences you could be having just because I can't go with you."

"You're all I want though, Adam. You make me happy." She grabbed his face and made him look into her eyes so he can see how much pain he was causing her. She felt hurt and betrayed.

He leaned down to kiss her lips with so much passion, she felt almost out of breathe. But so quickly he pulled away and was saying goodbye. He turned around and left without looking back and she sunk to the ground in tears.

Her happiness was gone.