Nervous would be an understatement for all the emotions that were currently flowing through my body.
Miles wanted to give me time to think. But what was there to think about? We didn’t make logical sense. I had told him this and he knew how I felt.
I let out a heavy sigh and leaned my head against the cool mirror in the elevator. After Arthur had dropped me off I waited outside for at least twenty minutes contemplating if I wanted to go in or not. I had told Miles that I needed to go back to work. But now that I was here and realized what I was coming to face, I already felt exhausted.
The doors dinged open to reveal both my friends standing with matching looks of worry. I had told them everything over the phone last night when I had been seconds away from a mental breakdown.
I looked between the two of them and just like that the tears pricked my eyes, threatening to leak from my lids.
Amy opened her arms and I moved into them. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry.”