BRIELLE
Wednesdays.
That time of the week that stuck right in the middle, giving you hope… telling you that the weekend will be here soon.
I liked Wednesdays. I mean, not as much as I did Fridays, but you get my drift. Dylan was supposed to be returning from his trip today, and honestly speaking, that had been the highlight of my week. True, we spoke on the phone at the least chance we got, but it still wasn't the same as seeing him in the flesh.
I was excited.
So excited that I had arrived at the office before 6 am. I hadn't been able to sleep much, truthfully speaking, I haven't been sleeping well since the whole Madeline fiasco, but I don't really want to talk about that. Where was I again?
Oh, yes.
