Tuesday morning was pretty much a copy-paste of the morning before. The only difference was, she knew perfectly well where her keys were and she didn't have to sprint to catch her bus this time.
Arriving at the bus stop, she glanced around, not sure if she expected to see Markus or not. And when she didn't, she didn't know if she felt relieved or not.
"It doesn't matter", she thought to herself, "He's full of sh#t anyway. No need for that kind of drama in my life." But when the bus departed, she couldn't help but look at the spot she saw him yesterday.
Upon arriving at Gracies, there was a whole lot of excitement among her colleagues. They were standing together, gesturing and laughing. When they saw her, they hastily said good morning and the group fell apart, each of them hurrying to
