Sean's rejection left Gina so shaken that she isolated herself for the entire evening after returning from lunch.
At first, Lily assumed she was resting, but when Gina appeared hours later still wearing the same clothes, her hair a tangled mess, Lily's curiosity piqued.
"You look like a scarecrow struck by lightning," Lily remarked, lounging in her chair at the dining table. She took a sip from her beer can, her gaze fixed on the zombie-like figure trudging toward her.
She had expected Gina to return with a smug grin or, at the very least, a dramatic rant about her lunch with Sean. Instead, the disheveled state of her friend suggested the day had gone terribly wrong.
Gina slumped into the chair across from her, staring blankly ahead.
"Lily… how do you handle rejection?" She asked dully, her voice devoid of its usual confidence.
Lily's brows knitted together as she studied Gina's almost shell-shocked expression.
