As they approached the entrance to the building, Elena spotted a familiar figure leaning against the wall near the door.
Taking a closer look, and a frown etched on her face when she recognized the figure. It was Dan, dressed in his usual casual attire—a light blue button-up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and dark jeans.
He straightened up immediately he saw them, his eyes narrowing slightly when he realized that Phil was with Elena and she was with Fiona too.
Elena felt her blood boil when she saw him and a memory of Phil telling her what Dan had said to him came to mind. She had been hoping to never to run into him or have to see him again, but it seemed that fate or was it Dan, had other plans.
She stopped in her tracks, her hand instinctively going to her belly, a protective gesture that didn't go unnoticed by Dan. Before Elena could speak, Fiona who was smiling after seeing an old friend spoke.