Selene took a long, nervous sip of her coffee,her gaze dropping to her trembling hands as she dropped the cup back on its saucer.
She was supposed to be meeting Mariam for coffee today. But Mariam had called to say she would be running late, so Selene had decided to start the little "tea party" by herself.
Dragging in a deep breath, aa she tried to erase the anxious air from clogging her lungs, her palms pooling with sweat as she sat waiting.
Why was she even nervous? She had already met the woman before. She should be over this by now.
But her head spun with too many thoughts.
Like how she could ever get used to seeing that Mariam's face?
The memory of the first time they met flashed through her mind,as the tense feelings from that day resurfaced.
The crying, the heart racing, the stuttering, the trembling,just like now.
Exhaling a narrow breath, Selene leaned back into the booth seat,trying to ease her mind to remain calm.
