I had been prepared for practically anything when I had walked into that coffee shop just a week later to meet with David. I had been prepared for anything except for what I had actually gotten, that is.
Nearly everything that I had remembered about David up to that meeting had been cold, cruel, and emotionless. But during that evening, over coffee that he had insisted on paying for, I had seen almost too many emotions in him to name.
Humility that had both stunned me and forced me to reevaluate my opinion of him.
Pain that had resembled my own in ways that I hadn't cared to think him capable of.
Sadness that had spoken of him having as much trouble with our united past as I did, if not for reasons other than my own.
A self-loathing that had matched – if not been greater then – my own feelings about him.
And the most surprising thing of all – the thing that I had noticed then and still recall so clearly even now – had been that all of those emotions had been utterly sincere.
I had felt myself beginning to once again trust him a little even then. And, despite the misgivings that had still remained at that point, I had let him not only into Olivia's life, but also back into my own life.
Another drabble-sized chapter, this one (kind of) being another ray of sunshine. And we've now only got one more chapter left in the story, so keep your eyes peeled for the final chapter! Reviews make my day, BTW. Thanks!:)