Love or survival?

Coming from the fainting goat, Cordelia stormed her way through the glass doors downstairs. She was going to take the elevator to her apartment floor, before she was interrupted.

“Good Afternoon Miss Cordelia. A letter came in for you. It’s in front of your door..” One of the security men at her apartment said.

“A letter? From who? Anyways, thank you very much. Good afternoon.” She responded.

The security man had dropped the yellow envelope for Cordelia on the brown mat in front of her door.

“Who could this be from?” Cordelia said to herself as she tried to open her apartment door.

There was no address on the letter, only a little brown seal that held the envelopes flap tightly.

Cordelia let out a deep sigh. The thought of what just happened at the bar was still poking at her mind.

“How could she do such a thing to me? She knows I don’t like that man! She knows what he tried to do to me.”

Cordelia was both sad and mad at the current state of things.

She opened the curtains and droppe