Friends don’t kiss
As I stood in the hallway, my thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions and memories from the past hour. I could still feel the lingering warmth of Ciara's lips on mine, the taste of her kiss, the way her body had pressed against mine.
My heart fluttered at the memory, and despite everything, I couldn't help but smile, just a little. The intensity of it all, the way it had made me feel it was overwhelming, but in the best way possible.
But I couldn't dwell on it for too long. I had responsibilities, and it had already been two weeks since I'd last done any work. Leora had been more than understanding about my absence, given everything that had happened, but now I was feeling better, and it was time to get back to it.
I straightened up, took a deep breath, and started walking towards Leora's office. My steps felt lighter, as if the weight that had been on my shoulders for so long had finally been lifted.