Liana's Pov
I sat at the little table by the window in the coffee shop on Maple, the same one we used to hide behind. Six months had passed since he quit, six months of real dates and real fights and real mornings waking up next to him.
I still went to Dr Patel every Tuesday, but the panic attacks were almost gone. I slept through the night, I laughed loud without checking who heard. I was better, and most of it was because of him.
The door opened and Brian walked in wearing the dark green sweater I bought him last month. He looked around until he saw me, then smiled big and walked straight over.
“Hey beautiful,” he said soft and bent to kiss me right on the mouth in front of everyone. No quick peck, a real slow kiss.
“Hi baby,” I answered and kissed him back longer.
He sat across fr
