The Card

Anna

"We're back to this?" Mark groaned, raising his hand to order another glass of cocktail.

"Yes...I'm curious to know." I slurred. I know I said I would not get drunk, but somewhere along our conversations, I no longer felt the need to be guarded and one glass of wine had turned to two and then three.

His eyes lingered on me for a moment as he picked up his cocktail, taking a sip. He seemed reluctant to tell me his reasons which only made me more curious.

"Alright, alright. Have you ever been with someone you don't have to try so hard to have a good time with?"

I shook my head in response and he sighed again, "Well, ever since Luara, I'd never truly want to date anyone. But I was tired of the pressure from people who thought I should move on already. Mia is great, but she doesn't have what I need, and neither does Josie."

"What's that?" I asked, my voice lingering with curiosity

"Someone that sees me."

I quirked my brows quizzically, confused by his statement.

"What do you mean by