Two parts of Gina were feuding at the moment. One part wanted her to run and hide away from the rest of the world. The other part wanted her to run down to Xavier's apartment and spill everything because holding it in was starting to hurt. She wasn't sure which was winning officially, but as she walked numbly down the stairs to the tenth floor, she had an inkling as to which was coming out on top.
As she stood outside the door to 1003, she debated just cutting and running before it was too late to turn away. But something moved her hand, pulled it to the door until she was knocking on it. Biting her lower lip, she considered leaving when the door opened.
She tried to return Xavier's smile, but it never reached her eyes. "Thank you," she said softly, stepping inside. Though Gina had always been petite, she had never looked thin. Even as a teenager, she always looked slim, but never skinny. Skinny implied sickly. But now, she looked very thin.
Her loose violet blouse hung off her shoulders as if it were draped over a wire coathanger. She hadn't really lost weight - not much - but everything about her looked off. Dark circles had formed under her eyes, and even her hair seemed limper than usual. She passed Xavier quietly, not saying more until she was in his apartment. Turning to him, she tried to intensify the smile and failed. "Thank you for letting me come by."