LENA
All except one.
A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare.
Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal.
“Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,”
She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.
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