*Cary*
Finishing work early, I began to pack my briefcase to head back home. While packing my bag, there was a knock on my door, and in no time, it opened. Looking up to see who it was, Evelyn walked in with a file in her hand. I kept the straight face I had on and stayed quiet until she got to where I was.
“The last file that needs your signature before you leave," she uttered.
Taking the file from her, I imputed my signature into the necessary places. There was an awkward silence in the office while I signed the file.
Since I got back from New Orleans, I have been ignoring and avoiding Evelyn. After knowing about the things she said to Della, I couldn't pretend that we were still friends. I needed her to understand that she wasn't going to be more than a friend, and if ignoring h
