Olivia
" What's this ?" I ask rhetorically and I picked it up.
A picture?
I couldn't help but smile at how cute he looks in these pictures, so he used to have such a beautiful smile on that cold face of his?
I placed it back gently into the file as I continued reading, maybe because he was the reason for my arm injury that's why he hasn't called to ask about this.
*Keep the summarizing till tonight,we'll be working late and get ready for the lunch meeting" I wore a frowning look when checking the inbox I just received from him.
I thought I'll have a good evening to spend in my new abode, Charlotte's place to be precise.
Damn it! he just ruined it.
I went into the toilet and redo my lipstick after washing my face but still, wearing this kind of clothes seems too low for my position at work.
" It's me" I knocked on his door for the 6th time but he didn't respond.
Is he not in? I opened the door swiftly.
My goodness!