CHARLOTTE

“You’re staring at the car like you’re never going to see him again,” a voice said from behind me. Startled, I turned around to see who it was and locked gazes with Sonia, who was leaning against the door that led to the reception area.

“Hi Sonia, I didn’t hear you coming,” I said and started walking towards the entrance, carrying the bags with extra care.

“Yeah, I figured. I’ve been standing here for a few seconds, but you seemed lost in thought and I didn’t want to distract you. Need some help with the bags?” she asked as her eyes moved from my face and rested on the...