"Mind if I join you?" she asked, trying to sound casual.
He looked up, startled, and then smiled. "Not at all," he said, scooting over to make room for her.
Emily took a deep breath, and let it all out. She told him about her past relationship, about the pain and the heartache. She told him about her fears, and her doubts.
As she turned a corner, she saw him - a man sitting on a bench, staring intently at his phone. There was something about the way he was sitting, the way his hair curled slightly at the nape of his neck, that caught her attention. She felt a flutter in her chest, and suddenly she was walking towards him, her heart pounding in her feet.