Elaine
It was a hot Tuesday afternoon, and seated at a table with Ivy and a few acquaintances, laughing as I listened to them recounting their awkward s*x ordeals, I felt refreshed and genuinely happy for the first time in three weeks. I'd been so bittered by Max's accusations and the whole drama surrounding Finn that I'd forgotten what it felt like to have fun. This is exactly what I needed to clear my head. It was almost four thirty in the evening and the restaurant we'd chosen to hang out in was suspiciously becoming empty. Cora was slated to bring Finn home today, so I could stay till six, but I figured I might as well go home early to try and catch a siesta.
“Over there, Elaine,” Ivy whispered, elbowing my side softly, her face radiating with an uncommon excitement. “Look at thos
