You Can’t Befriend Your Friend’s Ex And Have Your Cake Too

Day 140 of The Andie Chronicles

I could hear the rattling of the trains against the tracks, the bell of each stop piercing the muted journey, along with the crashing of the doors opening and closing.

Without the weekday commuters, it was like I was part of the journey, as opposed to enduring it.

I couldn’t believe I was going into Douglas’ office on the weekend.

Working on the designated…