Agnes
For a few moments following Elijah’s swift exit, I just stood there, Mason’s business card clutched in my hand.
Elijah looked furious when he saw me there with Mason, and although I hadn’t agreed to coffee or anything of the sort, I couldn’t help but feel…
Guilty.
I knew I shouldn’t. I hadn’t done anything wrong, and Elijah wasn’t the type to get so angry over a simple, unexpected interaction with an ex from years ago. So I made the decision to shake it off, and slipped back into the bathroom to compose myself briefly.
After I splashed some cold water on my hands, fixed my hair, and smoothed down my dress, I took a deep breath and made my way back out to the table.
When I returned to the table, Elijah was smiling again and chatting with Thea over slices of cho
