Chloe
I waited where I knew someone would see me. A greasy spoon café over the road from the bus station.
I didn’t try to hide. What would be the point? I was here to face my past. The sooner someone spotted me and passed on the message the better. And me being here was a message.
I didn’t have long to wait. I had barely finished half my mug of coffee when the small bell over the café tinkled. The sound of heels clicked on the tile floor.
My head lifted as the chair opposite me was scraped back. The sound made me grimace
“Hey you.”
I tried to smile, I really did.
“Hello.” I knew the woman opposite me well. Although it had been years since I had last seen her.
Curling my hand around my rapidly cooling coffee cup I forced my heart to calm down. Showing weakness,any kind of weakn
