I recoil at her explosion. I wasn't expecting that, at all. "Look..." I start. I lose the words in my mouth before I get them out. "I'm not lying Lace. Seriously. That's how I feel, and trust me, I can't change it." I place a hand on her shoulder and give her a smile. "Though, I'm glad you found someone else. You deserve to be happy." The smile, I admit, is a little sad. I wish I was this "Adam" for a little bit.<br/><br/>I take Lacey's advice, and pick up Chinese along the way. Then some Indian. She's a fan of both, so I figure why choose? It's enough to stuff 4 people. Hey, I'm an emotional eater! Anyway, I keep fairly quiet for most of the trip, replying to questions I know won't start up another yelling argument. Were I live? "Well, I have a place just outside town. It's nothing fancy, just a single level kind of deal. Open, enough room to throw stuff around." I toss her another grin. It's another 10min before we pull into my drive way. The house itself was a single level bungalow, and of decent size. The front is covered by trees, and in the back there's a massive yard, with a pool. Gotta have one of those. When we part, I quickly spring out of the car, and dash around to open her's. Gotta learn from mistakes.<br/><br/>"Home sweet home."