207: Biased

Gillian Davis.

Where do I begin? There's something about her smile that irks me. She's trying so hard to be this demure person and I feel it in my bones that she isn't like that. At all. Her almond-shaped green eyes are constantly searching and they're too curious. I don't like the way her full lips curve upwards at the end of every sentence. She's wearing dark jeans and a red loose top that matches the color of her hair. She constantly shifts from one foot to the other and why is she nervous? It reminds me of how I felt when I first met Damien and it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

It's been five minutes. We should've left by now, we should be talking about what I found out concerning Paco. Instead, he's asking this woman questions about her previous job and how many years of experience she has and he's being too nice. He wasn't as nice to me, but that's in the past. It's not like I'm going to bring it up. That doesn't necessarily mean that I'm not bothered. I am and I wish I wasn