“I miss her,” Clara said while passing by the front desk.
The front desk clerk did not even look up from their phone to acknowledge she was there. She found comfort in the fact that she would not need to apologise for talking to herself.
She walked up the stairs and used the opportunity to check her notifications. Evelyn sent a picture and knowing her proclivity to tease it was likely racy… I don’t need to be further reminded of what I’m missing out on…
What Clara needed was someone to talk to, while avoiding the situation she was in. Julia was otherwise unavailable, and Evelyn would be too much for the moment… it’s not her fault!
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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