Something was up with Maria.
Whatever was wrong had been going on for days and it gnawed at me.
But each time I asked if she was going through something, I got the same reply,
"Oh, no. I'm okay,"
But only the outright blind would not see that she was not okay.
The Maria I knew was vibrant. She was not everybody's person but she was a bubbly fellow.
The new version, on the other hand, was a grumpy little b***h.
I'd also noticed she was seriously avoiding someone, looking over her shoulder like whoever it was was going to jump on her any moment.
To make matters worse, only recently, she began refusing to join me for lunch. Arcodding to her, she preferred to sit in her office and work.
That was all she was about. Work. Work. Work.
Did she fight with Brandon? I thought. That was pro
