GAIA
I came out of the room first, looking around to make sure that no one saw me. When I made sure, I ran, forgetting that I was supposed to be coming from the toilet so I made my way back to the toilet so it would look like I was coming from there.
As I entered the toilet, there was no one there so I quickly washed my hands and cleaned the stain off the dress. Thankfully, it was a black dress, so the stain wouldn't show,, but I had to make it believable.
As I stood there, I thought about what Javon and I had spoken about and it made me think about what we had planned to do.
The door to one of the stalls opened and out walked the woman in the vomit dress.
What were the odds?
No one said anything as we washed our hands and we locked eyes in the mirror several times.
Why was she looking at me like that? Either way, it was none of my concern. I grabbed my purse to walk out and that's when I heard her voice.
“You know you're divorced right?”
At first, it didn't sound like she wa
