Bridgette
The next morning, I hurried out of the house to catch a taxi for my 7:30 meeting, and I didn't think I could handle the city’s traffic if I waited any longer. I couldn't wait for the designated driver either.
The drive back to the office was uneventful; the parking lot buzzed with office workers, entering and leaving the premises.
I was halfway to the entrance when I heard my name, I turned to find Tessa heading towards me, her face flushed with the morning sun.
“There you are!” She greeted, her eyes held a twinkle of worry. “What happened last night? One minute you were there and the next you vanished, I was worried.”
My stomach dropped, and the mix of guilt and shame churned deep. I'd totally forgotten the chaos, that was Sandra and Rhysands attack. I forgot to give her
