SETH RIVERA AND THE ULTIMATE BLACK CARD

I Need Closure

Seth rose from bed, bath and put on his clothes with a clear intention. But even as he stood before the mirror trying to tie the tie around his neck, he felt this coming over him, this doubt.

What if she didn’t care for what he had to tell her? What if she had already made up her mind about Christian? The fact that she could belong to another man impressed him, but at the same time, a thought that this conversation could take place today seemed overdue regardless of the result.

He was halfway out the door when his phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a message from Phoebe: *"Let’s meet at noon. At the café near the park."*

Seth sat in front of the screen, his stomach tightening into a hard ball. The café near the park had been one of their favorite places when they still were friends. That she had decided to meet him there felt somehow fateful, though whether that fatefulness was a good or bad thing he could not say.

With her phone in her hands, she walked back and forth in the living