{Molly's P.O.V}
As I exited the bathroom, freshly hyped up for this evening, (thanks to a very stern talk with the bathroom mirror) I saw what looked to be Brent and Elliot in a heated exchange.
I had no idea what was being said between them but I had noticed Elliot's fist on Brent's collar. My blood boiled immediately at the thought of Brent injecting himself into my evening and I was furious. Was it not enough for him to parade around the clinic like he owned the place today, throwing his ego around?. I wondered if he had come here on purpose, but surely I'm not important enough to him for this to be intentional. It must have been a coincidence.
I saw Elliot brush himself off and sit back down at his seat as security rushed Brent away from the table. Elliot's eyes soon met mine and I
