She did not speak to Malik by text, call, or in person. It was excruciating, mostly because she’d only known him for three days. All the memories she could have drawn on to keep her company if she’d known him longer couldn’t keep her company now. They’d kissed and hugged, but it wasn’t enough. Sarah wanted to lose herself in him so far that she wouldn’t be able to remember anything else.By the fourth day, she was grateful for work. For a few years, she’d been studying and working part-time. Now she was responsible for herself. No leeching from her mum if needed. She hadn’t received her first pay cycle, but she’d calculated, and it was enough to make her eyes pop. She edited faster, skimmed and deleted emails that didn’t seem important. Though not the top of her worries, she was glad for the distraction.But that night she decided she couldn’t take waiting any longer. She’d had one-sided contact with Malik, and was fed up of it. She wasn’t going to torture herself that badly by trying to bury his memory.
