Emma

My phone gives a sharp ding and I glance down at the screen.

An email notification pops up on the screen.I click it, and after it loads, the message appears.

It contains the official company email I will be using as an executive assistant and the log in details.

The words staring at me from the screen shows it reality.

I drop the phone on my desk and clap my hands excitedly like a child who just got a favorite candy.

The urge to scream out joyfully bubbles inside me but I clamp my mouth shut.

Leaning forward, my fingers fly over the keypad in rapid strokes to log...