Light streamed through Sabrina's window and forced her eyes to flutter open. For a few fleeting seconds her dream about Vaughn had seemed like a sweet, warm thing. Then reality sunk in. Vaughn was gone. Nothing was ever going to seem sweet and warm about him again.
Sabrina groaned and rolled her face into her pillow. She had secretly been hoping that the events of last night had been a nightmare. They weren't.
There wasn't a single reason for her to get out of bed this morning. Or at least it didn't feel like there was.
So Sabrina slammed her eyes shut and tried to doze off.
"Sabrina! Sabrina!" Not ten minutes later she was stirred by her father's voice shouting up the stairs. "Get dressed. I need you to run some errands for me."
That was the last thing she wanted. No matter who she ran into they would ask how Vaughn was doing. What was she supposed to say? Yeah he's spectacular. He finally got rid of me. Or worse, what if she ran into Vaughn?
Sabrina never wanted to see his face again...or maybe it was all she wanted to see? She wasn't sure. Break ups are confusing.
"Are you coming?"
"Yes father."
Sabrina held the shipment orders, grocery money, and business letters in a big woven basket. It was a little whimsical looking next to her tiny body. But the weather was nice and it didn't seem like too many people were out. Sabrina put on a brave face. She had to act like nothing had changed.
"Hello dear Sabrina."
"Will! G-great to see you."
"Hey Sabrina!"
"Good morning Lanna."
"Sabrina."
"Hello Gannon. Good luck with work."
"Good morning Sabrina!"
"Elliot, I have some order forms." Sabrina tried to edge as far away from the shipping bin as she could. Chelsea came by this time of day.
"Thanks." Elliot took the papers. "We'll it filled in a week or so."
"Great, bye!" She rushed to Chen's.
"Sabrina, good to see you!"
"Hi Sabrina!" Charlie and Chen were as adorable as ever. She purchased a week's supply of food and two chocolate bars. Sabrina held out one to Charlie.
"Wow! Thanks!"
And then she was on her way out of the village.
Sabrina crossed the bridge. She could see her house. She was so close.
And then Chelsea walked out of the inn. Mascara was running down her face. Sabrina froze up. She plastered on a smile. She wasn't sure what to do. Did she say hi? Did she ask why Chelsea was crying? Should she care?
Finally Sabrina lifted her hand in a wordless wave. Chelsea cleaned her face with the back of her sleeve then did the same.
Next thing Sabrina knew she was shutting the door to her house and running the stairs to her room.