Dilemma

>>Portia

I let out a sigh while I stood at the counter of the cafe

This is sad.

I sighed yet again. Or am I overreacting?

I recalled the time when Jena and I spent the night at the penthouse after her house was stalked.

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(That night)

I had Egon in my room (which is actually Egon’s room but I was using it when I stayed there, so I just call it mine) while Jena took Ulrich to his. I had been thinking about this for a while and I wanted to take our relationship to the next step but because Egon was being too cautious with me.

While we were in the bath, Jena told me if I really wanted it I need to be upfront about it.

“What did you want to talk about?” Egon asked as we entered my room.

I went and sat down on the bed and patted the space beside me, gesturing him to come and give me company. He came and sat down, “Are you alright?” He asked and I nodded.

“Yea,” I replied, “I’m fine,” I placed my head on his shoulder, “Are we going on a date again?”

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