An Unexpected Apology

Hazel

I stand in the corner of Mr. Blackwood’s office, pretending to take in every word Monica rattles off about the business trip. Truth is, my mind isn’t on her at all, It’s on him.

He looks… well, very well to my surprise.

His skin is steady in its olive perfection, his posture unreadable as always.

Relief loosens something in my chest, but disappointment trails right after it. I’d been tearing