If only he loved me too

It's been a couple of months since my big move on and I have been excellent, I've discovered that I love being by myself and I'm treating my dog better, I run a lot, joined a yoga class, meditation, and cooking.

It has been a nice couple of days until I find Oliver, Dimitri/ Massimo's cousin brother, knocking on my door, a few days after my three months move on, anniversary.

"Hey, " he said nervously looking at his feet and I smiled at him, he is someone I have always considered as family, or even as a close friend.

"Hey, " I pull him into a hug, missing the feel of his warm embrace, I had missed this, I missed him"oh, my god, how are you, " I said pulling away "come in, " I close the door after him, he looks out of place in my apartment, which reminds me of the first day we met.

"nice house, it would have been easier to find you if you didn't ghost me, " he says

we sat on the couch side by side " guilty, I'm just trying to move on, you know to find myself, " he

Pete?" I ask standing up to get some coffee, but my pot of empty so I put it out

me into the kitchen, " I've been better, life's good and Pete is not my boyfriend anymore, " I stopped what

instead?" I ask walking. Towards my refrigerator and showing him my new found stock of alcoholic beverages and he laughs, he loses up a little, he was all stiff and careful with his words with

hand and showed me his ring "he is now my fiancee, " I keep the pot of coffee on the counter and squeak excitedly as a teenager who's friend got asked to prom by their