"Alex?"
I heard a familiar voice, so I checked his face, and I was not mistaken, it was Ken. I felt relieved because at least I had someone to talk to.
"Ken," I smiled. Honestly, I still felt guilty about what happened between us. "How are you?" I asked him first.
"I'm fine... why are you here?" he asked in confusion.
"Oh! Long story..." I defended myself. I just pointed to Patrick's location and told him the reason why I was here in London. Ken felt sorry about us, and I could see the sincerity. He's still the same Ken that I know. He still worries about me.
As we talked about the last six months, I noticed Patrick hadn't started dating anyone. He even said I was still the one for him, but I couldn't tell if he was serious or joking. Our chat was casual until suddenly, Patrick grabbed my shoulder hard, pulling me into a corner. He seemed really angry, which was unusual for him.