(Lillian’s P.O.V)

My lips press smoothly to his. Restarting on the day we started. I open my eyes as my lips pull from his and I rest my forehead on his. He says "Lillian, I know we both can't forget about the day we broke up, but when you want to know the real reason I left you, I'll tell you." I say "Not now, Ry." 

He just brings me to him and sighs hard. He has missed us, our holding each other and simply enjoying each others essence. He says "Lillian, I promise I'm not leaving you." I say "Ry babe, I'm not losing you again." February 23rd, the day we got together, the day got together, the day we broke up being April 23rd and the day we start, the day we restart. 

We walk back in the restaurant and see our sweet teas refreshed and our food freshly cooked. I swear the cooks have a thing for us. They always liked us. Back when we were 8 and best friends bringing each other breakfast, to now 22 years old and having a date in our favorite renowned restaurant. His hand rests on mine as a smile spreads across my face. 

I say "Ry?" He says "Yes?" I say "What do we do about Adam though?" He says "Eat. Then later tonight we will talk more on that subject." 

I cut into the steamy biscuit and take a bite. I've never had a bad experience with the food here. It's always so peaceful in a loud manner. I pull the long sleeves to cover my hands after I put down the fork. It isn't awkward with him, it's indescribable.