Evaline:
When morning arrived, so did Saturday.
I was standing in front of the tall headquarters building, hugging my coat tighter around me. A cool wind rustled through my hair, but it wasn't the breeze that was sending shivers down my spine.
It was the thought of him.
River Thorne.
I had prepared myself all week - mentally, emotionally, even physically. Or so I thought.
As I walked into the building, I was surprised to find the front desk nearly empty except for one woman typing quietly. She offered me a polite nod but said nothing.
The upper floors were quiet. It was the kind of calm only early weekends could bring. I hesitated in front of River's office, but then slowly pushed the door open.
The place was... empty.
He wasn't here.
I blinked before looking around to make sure I hadn't walked into the wrong room. But no, this was the same place. His scent was still lingering faintly in the air.
