CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: ELICIA

The next day I went to work as usual, all doom and gloom in my sweats not bothering to look good.

As soon as I got out of the changing room I saw Treadway serving coffee and a piece of red velvet cake to a lady who seemed familiar. The lady was sitting with a little girl around the age of 6-7 who was smiling widely at Treadway.

After doing a double take I remember the lady from the days I first saw Treadway, she was the lady I thought was Treadway’s wife.

Maybe she is, who knows?

That’s probably why he rejected me, because he has a wife and kid. He was looking at the little kid so lovingly, he never looked at me that way.

“Excuse me?” A man says and I turn my head to see who it was.

“Ryan, mom!!!” I exclaimed looking at them.

“We thought we would stop by before our surgery. How’s my little girl doing?” Ryan said as he patted my hair.

“Didn’t you guys say you had a surgery at 9?” I ask mom recalling her saying that.

“We did, it got shifted to 12, Ryan has a seminar early this morn