THEY CALL IT 'DADDY ISSUE'- CHAPTER 8
I waited for a call, a text, anything for George to tell me that he didn’t want to see me again. I expected it, but there was no text till the next morning. ‘Hey, love. Can we talk? Text me when you see this’ or did he want to break up in person? We planned on talking over lunch, so I got dressed and took an Uber to our usual spot, the place we first met. I found him sitting at a table and looking at his phone screen. As soon as he saw me, his eyes lit up. He stood up and hugged me, instantly melting away the fear of a possible breakup. The hug was filled with longing and the amber scent of his cologne. “Hi, I’ve missed you, Dee” Did he forget he was angry at me? “I’ve missed you too” I replied as we sat down, my seat at the table facing his. He just stared at me with the same expression he had before the fight. “Daniella, I don’t like it when we fight. Please, can we talk about it?” “It’s not…The news was just overwhelming and scary for me. Telling your mum is a big deal” “I’m so...





