The first thing I thought when I opened my eyes was the black calla lily.
I throw it away. Seeing it once in the restroom made me think that someone just probably left it but receiving it again in the same day, at my own unit, made me a little bit scared.
It was now in the trash bin. Its dark petals looked fresh, almost as if someone had just placed it there again. I shook my head and pushed the thought away.
I changed into joggers and a loose shirt, tying my hair up before heading outside for a run. The morning air was cool as usual since the sun isn’t rising yet and the streets quiet too since no one’s around.
I was rounding the corner when I saw Mr. Mateo jogging from the other side.
His eyes lit up when he saw me. “Atasha.”
I slowed down, catching my breath. “Good morning, sir
