I was standing in front of the hotel Cindy and I lodged into two days ago waiting for her to come outside and drive me to the highway where I could find a cab back to the city since she had made it clear that she was not going back yet. I would have gone yesterday, in order not to be late for work today but she had begged me to stay for one more night, so here I was, already late and still waiting for her to show up.
After our little fight about Olivia, we had stopped talking about her. We had conversations about every other issues except anyone relating to Olivia, I was cool with it. But I could tell that Cindy wanted to talk about her so badly, since she waited the whole weekend for Olivia's call but received nothing. She had not heard a thing from her. It was obvious she was starting to consider if what she did was not enough and trying to come up with a new plan.
