To Astrid, With Love

Prologue

"Astrid, can you get the letters for me at the front desk?"

Letters.

"Astrid?" Miss Emily repeated in front of me,

"Uh, sorry!" I snapped out from my trance.

"Sure." I bit my lip discreetly and gave her a faint smile before standing up and hurrying down the lobby.

"Right, letters for Miss Emily. For her, not for me..." I laughed to myself and smacked my forehead lightly for falling into the traps of my mind again.

"Hey, Tri!" Olivia called from the front desk.

"Hey," I greeted her upon stationing in front of her.

"Letters?" she asked almost instantly.

"Yeah, Miss Emily's." I grinned at her knowingly.

She nodded and looked down on to her desk to grab the pile of letters addressed to Miss Emily before handing them over to me. "Here ya go,"

"Hey," I called out to her before she could go back to typing something on her keyboard.

"Yeah?" she looked up,

"Anything for me?" I asked, in high hopes.

"Oh, uhm.." she dropped her gaze to look at some of the envelopes before looking back up at me, "I don't recall receiving one for you..." she bit the side of her lip.

"Oh, okay. Nevermind that." I waved her off and smiled at her before walking back up to the office.

Dumb of me to assume I was getting something this time around.

Huh, I should really move on for good. I bet he's not even thinking of me anymore. Like how he used to when writing the letters.

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I moved my fingers endlessly across the keyboard on top of my desk. Tapping on each of the letter as if it was getting me somewhere. I mean, a flat of my own was nice—I was by myself anyways. My eyes were fixated on the computer screen so much that I didn't realize someone was actually calling me.

"Psst." I heard as soon as I saw a crumpled paper land on my desk.

I looked up to see Mandy peaking her head from the division across me. "What?"

"Have you heard about the new place across the office? I heard they serve the best stew. Wanna go after work?" she said, glitters in her eyes.

"I tried it the other day, it's the best. Thumbs up." Tyler slid himself with his chair beside me. I glanced over my shoulder to him and formed a crease on my forehead.

"Everything is best for you." I said jokingly,

"Yes, because I appreciate everything unlike you." He rolled his eyes at me.

"I do so too!" I defended myself,

"Okay, then. You never thanked me for setting you up with Mason, he's a nice guy you know." He popped his lips and stared at me.

"Hey! I never asked you to set me up with him." I retaliated, frowning at him as I recall the date from a week ago.

"How did that go, by the way??" Mandy chirped in with the conversation.

I retracted my gaze from Tyler and set it back on my computer screen. I shrugged and said, "It was fine. He's a nice guy."

"So.." Tyler started again, "When are you meeting him again?" quirking his eyebrows.