Chapter 248

Megan's POV

It was tickling down, and the sun was setting, casting a beautiful golden sheen over the city. I had to walk around, be outside, think around everything that had been going on with Chris and me. We were repairing our trust, albeit very tenderly, and yet I was sure I wanted to continue with him, with us, and I didn't know how I could silence those nattering doubts.

I walked over to one, close to the fountain, where I could see the water sparkle in the fading light, and sat—anxious, already lost in my thoughts. Feet resounded in my dreamlike reverie, and I turned to see Chris approaching with a tentative smile. "Mind if I join you?" he asked, his voice soft. I shook my head, gesturing to the empty spot beside me. "Of course not."

Chris sat down, looking at the fountain. "I wanted us to talk."

I just nodded, happy yet holding my breath. "About what?"

He took in a deep breath and watched my eyes. "About us. About everything that