ISABELLE

“Miss Reynolds, my office now.”, Jake's said, the moment I picked the intercom, it was so sharp and commanding, reminding me that it was Monday and it was going to be a long day.

I leaned back in my chair, letting out a long sigh. The day had barely started, and I already felt like I was running out of strength.

Last night’s dinner at Andrew’s parents’ place had dragged on forever, and I’d gotten home late, I also had to complete a work I had to submit this morning, leaving me with only a few hours of restless sleep.

My body ached, my mind was foggy, and the...