Underground rendezvous

I moved to London to get away from a man. Told everyone it was for my career. Got the job, built the life, met someone new within a year. What I never told anyone is that the man I ran from showed up in London eight months later for work. We met for coffee. Just coffee, I told myself. I went home to my new boyfriend that evening and didn't say a word. Some distances just aren't far enough. — 29, London