"Dinner is ready," Melissa sends me a message through the link. I quickly respond with thanks, locking my computer and shutting it down before leaving the office.

Normally, I would be in the kitchen helping with dinner preparations, but today, I've been stuck in this office. After everyone left, I busied myself with paperwork. It helps me avoid dwelling on all the questions that would otherwise drive me insane.

I rush to my room and change into something more formal, which in my case means just changing my top. I'm not a fan of dresses, despite having them in my closet. They rarely see the light of day. Unlike my...