Blu
Xavier comes back two hours later. He walks past my desk saying nothing. He walks into his office and closes the door, shutting me out.
Damn…I bite the inside of my mouth feeling bad.
Is he really angry that I didn’t accept his apology?
Anger simmers in my stomach. But I push it down shaking my head.
I have the right to feel the way I feel. I can’t help it. And I can’t just lie to him to make him feel better.
But I wish I didn’t care about how he feels about the whole thing.
I shake my head again, forcing myself to focus on my work.
Thirty minutes later, he comes out of his office. He comes to a stop in front of my desk. I stare up at him and wait for him to say something. Tension vibrates in the air around us, making it hard to breathe. Time seems to stop as he continues to
