It's only us. (ON HOLD)

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"why did you do that!" i exclaimed," grace that wasn't for you!"

"im sorry! i just got curious please forgive me, but you like niara! i knew it."

"grace, get out." i said coldly," just, leave."

"im sorry diego, i didn't mean to intrude, it was just right there!"

"so that makes it okay?" i snapped," im not all in your business grace, so why are you in mine!"

she looked taken aback by this and grabbed her stuff, leaving the room quietly, saying "sorry" in a low voice.

i was too frustrated to even fathom words to say to her,my anger and frustration beamed off of me like some sort of radiating aura.

i was infuriated at her need to be nosy.

*ding*

i looked down at my phone and saw a message from niara.

"fucking shit." i exclaimed.

i grabbed my phone and read the message.

"on your break. meet me at the coffee shop on 15 and 30th." it read.

"k." i sent back.

why the fuck is she texting me NOW, did grace tell her?

fucking hell.

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i waited anxiously for diego to arrive, as my concerns for charlotte grew, but i had no idea how to approach my way back into the hospital.

that day is engrained in my mind, the screams from her parents, and her mother wailing as her body started to convulse. i can't forget it.

i'm happy i saved her. but i can't bear to look her in the eyes, as i all i see is my mom.

i twisted my fingers in my hands as i looked at the entrance, hoping he'd walk through so i could get some answers. the idea of going back to work is not the best for me.

i looked up to see diego walking into the shop with his scrubs on, scanning the room until his eyes laid on me.

he walked over to the table and sat down. we didn't say anything. didn't say a word at all, just sat in silence for awhile.

i haven't seen him in a few days.

so this is weird.

but he didn't say anything either. just placed a bag on the table and pushed it to me.

gently.

i looked down at it confused, before he motioned me to open it.

celsius.

i looked at him and chuckled before i said "thanks."

"yea. i've brought you one. everyday. incase you came back." he said softly," and i wanted to apologize, for that day. i'm sorry."

i was visibly shocked at his apology, as my eyes widened. "y-you're sorry?" i asked," why?"

"i feel bad." he said," for everything, and how i've mistreated you."

"it's fine." i said," don't.. beat yourself up about it. it's good. it's fine, we're cool."

"don't say it just to say it. you don't have to accept it, niara, but i wanted you to know i'm sorry. and i wanted to make up for my actions to you."

"we're fine." i said, holding my hand out.

he looked confused, like i just handed him a paycheck and he can't understand the extra zero.