"Elaina, if you were suspected of drunk driving and causing someone's death, you would still be in prison. How can you be leisurely drinking coffee with me at Starbucks? Besides, didn't you see Brian before?"
I took a deep breath and gently stirred the black coffee, saying, "Your words make sense."
"But it is too real."
Troy comforted me, saying that I shouldn't think too much. He suggested, "Why don't you move in with me first? After all, we will be getting married soon."
I smiled and said, "Well, no, I don't want you to get bored with me before the marriage."
Troy didn't insist anymore.
After parting with Troy, I planned to drive to the studio. Suddenly, I found that Brian's wallet was in my car, so I called Brian.
"I wonder why I couldn't find it. Elaina, is it convenient for you to head to my house now? I'm also heading there."
"Yes, it's convenient. I'll come over now."
After about twenty minutes, I arrived at the downstairs of Brian's house.
He hadn't arrived yet. I was bored waiting for a while, so I opened the wallet curiously and checked inside.