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We weren't sitting too close but we were definitely close enough to feel the warmth of each other's presence.

A silence had descended upon us from the moment I took a seat next to him. From the corner of my eye, I had caught him smiling down at the soda. It made me smile too, thinking that he had smiled because I chose to sit with him but then I shoved the thought away, telling myself that it was probably because he liked the soda.

We sat there drinking quietly, no annoying slurping sounds from either of us to break the awkward silence, at least it was awkward to me. Ethan on the other hand, didn't seem to mind the lack of conversation between us.

I glanced at him from time to time because unknowingly it had become a habit.

"Do you know why I hated you all those years ago?" He asked, taking me off guard because that was the last thing I thought he would ask or say.

It took some time to gather my thoughts and remember his and Juliet's history.