Clara:
I drum my hands in anticipation, staring through my glass walls. Countless of my employees pass by, but none is Axel. My heart is thrumming as I try to find a way to talk to him.
He wouldn’t even spare you a glance, a voice says at the back of my head making sadness course through every part of my body, is this weird? Am I weird?
The screen of my phone lights up with a text- my wallpaper is of Axel smiling brightly into the camera, holding his cat. I saw the photo on social media and stole the photo, of course, without anyone knowing.
Seeing a text from Anna manages to make my mood brighten.
Anna: I am coming over pretty soon!
And then I feel the guilt swimming in my stomach again. Once upon a time, we were in high school, and Anna was that confident, sassy person. She just se
