"Andrea, please open the door!"
"Just go home, Sharon. I'm fine."
"You're not fine. Andrea, I read the report. I know what happened. Please don't shut me out."
Sharon sank down on the other side of the door. She could feel the vibrations of Andrea crying through the door.
"Andrea, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone. Please just open the door. I need to see for myself that you are fine. Then I will leave if you still want me to."
For several minutes Sharon listened to Andrea cry as she held back her own tears.
Andrea finally spoke through the tears, "Don't. You didn't leave me."
Sharon sighed and crossed her arms around herself. "I did. I went to work and left you standing on the corner, waving goodbye." She let a moment pass so she could get her voice steady again. "God 'Drea what if that had been the last time I ever saw you? … I couldn't live with myself. I would have never been able to tell you...to tell you..."
The lock on the door clicked and Sharon sat up so as not to fall if the door opened. When the door didn't open, Sharon stood and slowly pushed it open inch by inch in case Andrea was still sitting there, but Sharon soon realized Andrea was sitting on the bed and not the floor.
"Tell me what?" Andrea said as Sharon closed the door.
Sharon slowly walked toward the bed while inspecting Andrea's appearance. As she reached the bed she lifted a hand and gently tilted the blonde's chin up.
"Tell you that I love you, 'Drea."
Andrea's eyes welled up with tears, but she nodded her head. "I love you too."
