Emily.
It's Monday morning and a couple weeks after the incident at the edge, as Aiden suggested we forgot about that night and haven't spoken about it since.
Except for the money, he wouldn't take it back 15 minutes. We argued only for him to win only because I was tired of the argument I haven't touched it. Actually, it's inside my desk drawer where it will stay
As I hurry towards the elevator, balancing two cups of steaming coffee, I'm bumped into, causing the scalding liquid to splash all over my pristine white top.
The scolding drink sears my skin as I carefully use my pinky and ring finger to pry away the fabric, all the while still clutching onto the drinks.
It may have been a good idea to put them down, Emily.
A woman asks me, her green eyes meeting mine. "I'm so sorry. You
