Chapter 130 We Can Stop, If You Want

• The night air was cool but pleasant as Martin and Anna strolled side by side under the glow of the streetlights. Anna felt at peace as she laughed loudly at the joke Martin made as they recounted their favorite parts of the Jennifer Hudson movie they had just seen. Her cheeks were flushed from smiling too much, but it wasn't just the film.
• It was the way Martin looked at her. The way he walked just close enough that their hands kept brushing. The way he never once looked bored, even when she was rambling about her thoughts on love.
• Was she falling in love with Martin? Is this what falling was supposed to feel like? It had been so long, she barely remembered.