Julian West
She was gentle with the door and my heart was hard on me. I touched my chest, feeling the aftermath of the wrenching feeling I felt looking into her hollow eyes. It wasn't until she took off her large shades that covered half of her face I realized she really wasn't okay. It wasn't like her to be tardy, which should have been the first marker. Instead I was endorsing my ego and it didn't help that Alisha fanned it by siding with me. Was I blaming her for that? No. I wasn't that petty. But it could have snapped me out of the ego choke hold. I tried to imagine a scenario where I tendered an apology to her and honestly, I can't just see it happening. I rather reserved it for a future offence that would deserve it.
I looked at the blank table before. I had a nagging feeling like
