ELLA
“Hi, good morning,” Quincy said as he stepped into the room. I was on my way to the bathroom, but he had a cheery expression and a swing in his step that made me stop and look at him suspiciously.
I internally chuckled at the fact that he would never have guessed that just a few minutes ago, I thought he had picked up his things and left without me.
Just how traumatized was I that my first thought leaned into the worst possible outcome? It was as hilarious as it was pathetic.
I would have to reprogram my mind to see the good in things, but right now, that was far from happening anytime soon.
“Hey you, for someone who has missed their flight, you look too happy,” I said and turned around to face him completely.
“Well, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear f
