EMILY

 

 

I sat back at the dining table after eating my breakfast. Grabbing the contract document from where I had dumped it the previous night, I turned the page open.

Before I could take a proper look at the content, the doorbell rang.

I stood up and walked up to the door, looking at who was there from the door viewer.

My eyes widened seeing Rhea standing by the door.

I quietly dashed back to the living room and picked up my pen. I turned the page and penned down my signature, then thrust the paper into my tote bag and rushed back to the door.

I wouldn't want her...