Chapter 72. PTSD

Olivia

I walked out of my house and headed to the cab I ordered. Maya was in the city and we planned to hang out at a cafe so we could catch up on each other lives.

It had only been about two weeks since I moved back to New York, but it felt like I hadn’t seen Maya for an eternity. I was excited and couldn’t wait to see her.

I slid into the back seat of the car and after a short drive, I was at the cafe. I let out a relieved sigh as I saw Maya sitting outside the cafe.

After paying the driver, I rushed over to Maya. She stood up from her chair and opened her arms wide. I leaned into her body and engulfed her in a warm embrace.

“I’m so happy to see you,” I said, a wide smile plastered on my face. “How are you doing?”

Maya smiled. “I’m doing great.” She gestured to the empty chair beside her as she settled down. “You look good, you’ve added a good am