/Embers pov/
"Not to be rude, but I am sure you will also have to agree with me on the fact that you look like a mess right now" Dianne looks over to me and speaks up after observing me fit a while
"Yeah right.....you are not being rude, you are just stating the obvious" I assure her with my lips drawn into a thin line
"Sooooo.....no that we are put on there, where do you want me to drop you off?" She questions and I ponder
"Do you want to return to the office with me? Or you what to go home? Or any nice place to feel better" she suggests
"I know that I don't just look like a mess, I feel like a mess right now so I am canceling options one and two" I answer her
"I have no clue on what's bothering you but from the way you called me to come and get you, I kinda figured that something
