Chapter 157 Love Is A Battlefield

• I returned to my apartment to find Andrew waiting for me, the donuts and coffee still sitting on the dining table. Andrew stood up from his chair and hugged me, though I did not return the gesture.
• “Is something wrong?” he asked when I didn’t hug him back. “How did it go?”
• “It went fine,” I said as I squirmed out of his arms. I picked up one of the donuts, finding it cold to the touch. “He accepted the apology.”