" It was nice meeting you, as well. " The words were a garbled attempt at composure, strained through a thickening accent. Elena started off in the opposite direction, but had the vaguest sensation that she wasn't completely comfortable turning her back on Chloe.
Formal goodbyes were beyond her, Elena was already going for her door without another word. Seeking that sanctuary where she could suck down some nicotine, chase it with half a bottle of wine, and be at peace.