Sean entered the elevator, a crumpled piece of paper in his shaking hand. He saw his reflection as the metal doors slid shut. He forced a smile as he turned his head to the button pad. There were 20 floors to choose from, but where Sean wanted to go was not listed on the panel.
I can’t stop thinking about you. I know I came off wrong. I have my excuses, but those are unimportant. There are some things you must know: You were never a replacement. When I met you, I wasn’t ready for a relationship, but you were attractive and I didn’t want to miss out. The way