"Yeah I've been, fine." Ellie says with a quick shrug, sliding her hands into her back pockets. Her body language signaling that she was not fine in fact. She kept wringing out her hands, a nervous tic of hers; but how could she not be nervous? You were gorgeous, simply breathing in your presence felt like a sin.

She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck, biting back the urge to ask hoe you've been holding up without her. The world was too dangerous for relationships, she wishes it wasn't.