May 9, 2020
❛ i’m worried about you. ❜
April jumped as the door to the supply closet came open. She didn’t think anyone had seen her go in there.
She furiously wiped her tears away with the heels of her palms. She shook her head and hair fell into her face because of it, but she let it stay. Anything to hide how obvious it was that she was crying.
“I’m fine,” she said, still sniffling. “You didn’t need to follow me.”