Three days had passed since Emma's birthday, and neither she nor Matt had texted each other. It wasn't because she didn't want to. She had just been so busy that she hardly talked with any of her friends.
Emma was at her desk at work when her phone lit up with a call.
"Hey, are you, like, done being pissed at me? Like this is getting old." Ashlyn's voice rang from the other end of the line, full of annoyance, and Emma looked at the phone to hang up but thought better of it. Emma sighed and looked down at the time.
"Hold on, Ashlyn," Emma replied, putting the phone on mute and pushing away from the desk.
"Hey, Lisa, I'm going to grab a coffee. Would you like anything?" Emma asked, knowing this would not be a short conversation and one she would rather not have with an audience.
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