Meyer had been stocking on Brian; for the past few weeks, she had been following him and studying every of his moves, trying to seize the right opportunity to discuss with him. Aside the fact that she was in love with Brian and Brian rejecting her admiration, she would love to reveal one secret to Brian.
“I have to tell him this secret. I can’t keep it anymore,” she had reaffirmed severally within herself.
She knew the secret would shock Brian and possibly rattle his cage but she had to reveal it; she had seen that Brian was a nice fellow and not who they thought he was.
Brian was on a shopping spree with his dog, Mr. Biscuit when Meyer walked into the grocery store and stood on his way,
“Hi,” she greeted and gave a warm look at him. She patted Mr. Biscuit on its fluffy hair.