#Chapter 94 – Double Date

Things are…tense in my room all afternoon. Anton and I sit on the couch for most of it, passively watching TV, not speaking much. The show we watch is a pretty funny one – a familiar old slapstick sitcom. But neither of us laugh. When the hour grows late and it’s time for me to get changed, Anton is very helpful in his perspective on what I should wear, but he doesn’t joke with me at all. No, instead he simply helps me pick out a cute outfit, and then walks with me out onto the terrace to have a little glass of wine while we wait for Orion or Nic to appear and whisk us away. The silence fucking rings between us as Anton leans against the terrace balustrade, staring out into the darkness. Finally, I break. Unable to take it anymore I reach for him on the terrace, grabbing for the fabric of his shirt even though my hand passes right through. “Anton,” I say, my voice tight and squeaky. “Please talk to me.” He sighs, turning to me, his eyes rich with emotion, though I can’t n