“So, Georgiana,” Maya began, trying to break the silence.
“Why have you come here today? Is everything okay?”
Georgiana’s face seemed to fall almost immediately. She didn’t look up right away, her fingers nervously tracing the rim of her coffee cup. Maya’s heart sank a little; she knew something was wrong. Georgiana had always been the one to hide her feelings, but this was different.
“What’s going on, Georgiana?” Maya asked gently, her voice full of concern. “You know you can tell me anything.”
Georgiana gave a small, forced smile, trying to hide whatever was troubling her.
“Nothing’s wrong,” she said quietly, looking at Maya with her usual calm demeanor.
“I just wanted to meet you today, that’s all.”
Maya wasn’t buying it. Her instincts told her that something more was going on,
