Enjoy!

Obviously how could I be so stupid! I thought banging my hand on the table. I ripped my blue jacket off the rack and flung myself out the door onto the hall of my apartment building. I feel a tiny burning sensation on my right palm, but I ignore it and run down the stairs. I'm gonna be late I think to myself paving down the busy street of Manhattan, New York. I see Glenda's coffee shop across and

I'm so happy to see him still sitting in the building by the window with a stupid smile on his face. I rush inside, and he said.

"Hey beautiful."
I turn around and sit in the seat across from him.
"Oh my God Wyatt."
He leans over and kisses me over the table.
Then I scream.
Wyatt looked terrified.

I open my palm and what I see surprises me is a small triangle that in the middle has a long line in the middle of it. Wyatt sees and he grabs my hand and we rush out of the shop leaving my in undrank coffee on the table. He runs across the pavement while I'm practically dragged from behind.
"What's going on?"
"Your one of us."