19. Boardroom Meeting at Westwood Architecture

Cammy

I couldn’t sleep the night Elijah kissed me - thoughts of him filled my mind, and when I eventually dozed off, he plagued my dreams as well. Things were awkward between us in the following two days after we kissed; we made no eye contact, our greetings were brisque, and we never spent more than 5 minutes in a room together.

What an absolute mess we’ve made.

That meeting was the crux of it all. He apologised for kissing me, and for some reason, this annoyed me. I didn’t want his apology; I didn’t want him to take that moment away and brush it off as a mistake.

Wait, what the hell am I saying? It WAS a mistake! There was nothing else behind it, nothing at all; I had a moment of weakness because of what I discovered. It’s the only thing that makes sense, or I would not have let him close to me either way.

Sighing, I look at myself in the floor-length mirror and nod. It’s Friday today and the