No Longer Yours

Summary

The elevator doors closed behind me. When I reached the first floor, I rushed to my car and drove straight home. I ignored my mom's texts about wedding venues, just staring at the clock.

Time passed. Mia came back with lavender and takeout - shrimp tortellini soup, forgetting my allergy. "Eat up," she said.

I ate every shrimp. The rash spread up my arms.

"Oh no! Are you allergic?" Mia gasped.

I didn't care.

"Come celebrate your birthday with me tomorrow," I said.

Mia hesitated, then nodded. I went to get my allergy meds.