Remus felt a headache coming on as he caught sight of Angel entering his office, though he maintained his smile. "Miss Angel, my office isn't really for those who aren't sick."
Angel casually pulled up a chair and sat down, crossing her long legs. Her exposed calf and the delicate arch of her foot formed a captivating line.
She smiled slightly, "Is she Erin?"
Remus's heart tightened, but he remained calm, replying, "Yes, she works here. She had something to discuss with me. Why do you ask?"
Angel snorted, her demeanor haughty. "I can accept that Brett doesn't love me, but I can't accept that he doesn't me because of another woman. Do you understand what I mean?"
Remus spread his hands and said, "Sorry, I don't quite understand."
Angel stood up, elegantly brushing her long hair behin
