He squeezed my hand. “It’s all right, Em. The way you can’t force yourself to love me, you can’t force yourself not to fall for the guy who was already in your heart.”

I looked up at him, not denying the fact. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

He shook his head. “Don’t be. And I know. My Em can’t hurt someone on purpose, even if she wants to.”

I didn’t show the discomfort on my face when he said ‘my Em.’ Maybe he said it just as a friend.

“I’m sorry too. Feeling betrayed and in the fear of losing you, I’d ignored your calls and messages,” he said. “I just needed some time, you know? By the way, I called you last night. Even messaged you. You didn’t answer.”

I shifted in my place. “I was a little busy.”

Nodding, he grabbed his cup again. “So, how’s everything going?”

“We’re still friends, right?” I ignored his question. Though a huge burden lifted off my chest that he forgave me, I still wanted the assurance that he wasn’t breaking our friendship.

“Of course, Em! No matter what happens, you’ll always be my best friend,” he answered, brown eyes were sincere.

This time, a genuine smile stretched across my lips as I pulled him into a bear hug. “Thank you, Warner! I’m really lucky to have you in my life!”

Pulling away, he grinned. Though the gloom still lurked behind his eyes. “Nothing can break our friendship, Em. Not even some old feelings.”

My smile threatened to fall. Even though things weren’t that tense between us anymore, it was still awkward.

He cleared his throat. “Anyway, you didn’t answer my question. How’s everything going on with your life? How’s the office?”

“Wow, you’ve made quite a collection here for yourself,” he awed, assessing the designs I’d drawn in the office when I’d no work to do. At least I’d invested my time in something productive. “Damn, Em! You should open your own clothing line. You’ll rock the market!”

I shrugged. “That’s the plan. But not now. I still have so much to learn.”

After giving him a brief description about the office, he’d decided to stay back till evening since he was free. Even if I wanted to curl up under my blanket and cry, I agreed with his plan. At least we could catch up a little till then.

I brought him upstairs to show him my designs. The designs I wanted to show to a certain person after the date and fixing everything with Warner. I wanted to ask for his thoughts on them. But it seemed like that certain person wasn’t going to have the luck anymore.