Say Goodbye to the Ex,Welcome to the New Life

In the end, I insisted on accompanying Anthony to deliver all the takeout.

Otherwise, it would be too unfair to the poor souls waiting for their takeout.

Anthony, who had bought water at the convenience store, walked toward me and asked me to extend my hand. Then he put a large bottle of jasmine tea in my hand.

It was a bit heavy, and I almost didn't catch it properly.

"How did you know I like to drink this?"

Looking at the bottle of drink in my hand, I couldn't help but marvel at how good Anthony was at choosing. His casual pick happened to be my favorite.

He scratched his head shyly and answered, his ears slightly red, "Because you post it a lot on your Instagram."

He cared a lot about details. Then I might as well let him be part of my post today.

I held up the drink and took selfies with Anthony. We were such a perfect match.

But when he bent down and leaned against my head, his breath next to my ear tickled me a bit.

While we were taking photos, Anthony's magnetic voice suddenly passed through my ears like an electric current. "Opal..."

Shit! Goosebumps covered my whole body, and my legs suddenly went weak. I almost couldn't stand, but luckily, he caught me in time.

I touched my ear awkwardly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry. Let's go eat."

Did he really need to be so close to tell me that he was hungry? I bet he did it on purpose.

I gave him a meaningful look, but he looked innocent and righteous.

Well, maybe I was overthinking. After all, he's a young guy. Why would he think as much as an old woman like me?