Let her go

You decided that your motives had been pure. Relatively speaking. You let Emma leave with no commands to return, just your contact info and best wishes.

The moment she closed the door, you started to think you had made a mistake, but pushed that down and went for dinner.

While eating, you tried to remember what your original plans were for this weekend. Wasn't there and aquarium or something? There was a brewery: you could certainly use a drink.

As you were trying to figure out how your life worked now, Emma texted, "do you have time to meet for coffee tomorrow?"

You were confused but replied, "sure".

"ok, the cafe at 10"