Chapter 17
Audrey
"She's right through here."
The nurse pulled aside the curtain and let Tina and I through. Exchanging glances, we stepped into Avis's small hospital room- the scent of antiseptic mixed with fresh flowers from a vase on the side table overwhelming us.
"You guys came." Avis grinned at us from the hospital bed, her blonde head sporting a clean white bandage where she had hit it.
Tina and I surged forward, each of us hugging Avis from one side. When we pulled away, I practically had tears in my eyes. Tina pushed her red hair out of her face and beamed down at Avis, "Tina told me you were okay," I said,
id, "but I had to see fo
see for myself"
Avis giggled and tucked a stray blonde curl behind her ear. "The doctor said it was just a mild concussion," she said, reaching up to touch the bandage covering her temple. "Did you h
have to get stitches?" Tina asked as she leaned closer to get a better look.
Avis nodded and let out a huff. "Yeah. They said it might leave a bit of a scar on my eyebrow."
Tima and I exchanged angry glances, and I felt my chest clench. Reaching out to give Avis's hand a squeeze, I said, "I'm sorry that happened. It's my
"Your fault" Avis narrowed her eyes at me. "How!"
I swallowed and shrugged. "I was useless. I should have tried harder to get away from them, to="
Avis waved her hand dismissively. "I haven't regretted biting Linda for even a
containing the laugh that escaped me at those words. Without thinking, I leaned forward again and threw my arms around
ear.
"I just got word
Avis and I
She paused then, her eyes widening slightly as she scrolled through the text on her phone "An Without an explanation, Tina shoved her phone
team are facing disbandment." My eyes turned into saucers as I slowly lifted my gaze to look
might not be in the running for the fashion show after all. Perhaps she truly had become
produce a
her life.
me and Tina to whip our heads around- such a loud sound
the mighty fall," she said, wiping at her tears with the back of her hand. "This
time
a bag in hand-a bag
out of his apartment earlier that morning, but had taken
case. I didn't want to see him, not after spending the night in his apartment, and especially not
That would be ideal.
and reached
"Excuse me,"
turned, my hand still hovering in front of the doorknob, to see a woman walking toward me. She was tall and curvaceous, with dark brunette hair and warm brown eyes. She wore a pencil skirt into
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