I pull up to the beach house in no time, still wondering why Spencer had asked me to meet her here in the first place, especially after how we left things. I take a calming breath before pushing the door open and walking in. For a moment I wonder if I’ve beaten her here, if in all my eagerness I’ve arrived before she has. But, when I hear the faint sound of a piano being played I know exactly where to find her. I walk slowly to the room I know she’s in, I lean against the doorway, watching as she presses key after key eliciting notes in no particular rhythm, not playing a song, but pressing the keys nonetheless. I watch her for a few minutes before making my way into the room and taking a seat beside her. She doesn’t move, she shows no acknowledgement of my presence. We sit in an awkward silence for what feels like forever until I break it.

“What’re we doing here Spence?”

Her fingers leave the keys for a moment, long enough for her to take in a deep breath, but soon enough, they return and press a few more keys down. She doesn’t turn to face me and no words leave her lips.

I wait impatiently for her to respond to my question, but I’m met with nothing, so I try again. “Spence, why are we here?” Again, she doesn’t say anything. She’s giving her focus completely to the piano and it’s beginning to bug me. I wait for a response for a while longer before grabbing her hands and turning her to face me. “Spencer.”

She looks down at our joined hands before removing hers from mine. Finally she looks up and into my eyes. Her blue ones boring into my brown. “Why now?”

I’m slightly taken aback. I search her eyes for an explanation, but I can’t seem to find one. “What?”

She slides back on the bench, adding even more space to this growing gap between us. “Why are you doing this now?”

I grab a hold of her hand, slowly moving my thumb over her skin. “What am I doing Spence?” She pulls her hand out of mine and just shakes her head, no longer looking into my eyes. I can see the tears falling down her cheeks. “Tell me what I‘m doing.” She shakes her head again, making the tears taking over her face even more apparent. I can’t help it when my hand reaches out to wipe the tears from her eyes.