Facing my cousin I saw the tears running down her face. Rachel isn't one to cry or for that matter she isn't one to show outward emotions. It has been months since I've spoken to her. In my heart it seemed like eternity.
“I'm so sorry. I'm truly sorry.” Rachel kept saying as we stood in the bathroom.
She arrived at on of my business luncheons unannounced. Rachel have called me several times, sent emails and text. But I didn't return any of her calls, emails, or text messages. My assistant knowing who she was but didn't know about our fight told her my whereabouts. Shocked by her bold move, I ushered her into the bathroom.
“Victoria, you have to know that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Your my cousin more like a sister.” Scanning the bathroom Rachel continued, “I'm so sorry Victoria. It's been killing me that we haven't talked and that your so angry with me. I know that we can't go back to where we were but do you think that we can try and rebuild our friendship?”
Not having much time to discuss what happen or even my emotions I looked into Rachel's eyes. I saw my cousin, the cousin that would babysit me when my parents went to concerts, the cousin that would teach me how to put on my make-up, the cousin who taught me how to love oneself above anyone else, I saw the cousin that became my sister.
Hugging Rachel I felt a ton of bricks lift from my shoulders. Not realizing the weight that I've been carrying around. Wiping the tears away, “I missed you so much. Afterward your meeting can we share in a cocktail and talk without emotions or judgment?”
With a small smile I nodded my head yes.
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