Moving?

Oh, snap. My oh my. Oh my gosh. Yikes. Whatever you want to call it, I'm in complete shock. Here's the story.

Matt and I were talking a walk earlier today. It was raining so we shared an umbrella. I felt so good splashing in puddles and laughing with him. We talked for hours about school and life and all that stuff.
"Lanie," Matt asked suddenly.
"Ya Matt?"
"Uhh, nevermind."
"Oh...okay then."
"Do you want to come over for dinner with my family?"
"Sure!! C'mon let's go. I'm getting soaked!!"
We ran to his front porch panting and gasping for air. Quickly I texted my mom that I would be eating dinner at Matt's house.
Matt's mother opened the door and welcomed us inside. The kitchen was yellow and cozy. It smelled really good!
"What's for dinner?" I asked.
"Chicken." she responded.
Mrs. Lane makes the best chicken. (Yes Matt is Matt Lane. So if we ever get married, I'd be Lanie Lane haha!)

Matt was silent the whole dinner.
Matt's father spoke up. "So, Lanie, how are you taking the news?"
"Uh, what news?"
"Matt hasn't told you yet?"
"Told me what?"
Matt looked really nervous. He pulled me onto the back porch.

"Lanie,"
"Yes?"
"I'm moving."