His voice was low and calm, yet it carried a hint of something that I couldn't quite place, regret, perhaps, or hope.
There was a pause, and then he said, "I didn't expect to see you here. In Fact, I didn't expect that you would be the one I was about to sign off a deal with," his tone was measured, neither warm nor cold, but it sent a chill down my spine.
Before I could answer, one of the guests nearby cleared his throat, forcing us to step back into the present.
I managed a polite smile and murmured, "It's been a long time." Mikey nodded, and for a brief moment, I felt as though our past was not entirely lost.
"It has," that was all I could say. I was lost for words.
***
I sat at the small table in the dimly lit lounge, trying to steady my racing heart.
I had managed to escape Mikey at the party in order to attend this dinner, and somehow, I had a feeling that he would be here soon.
