ASHTON’S POV
My day dragged on slowly. I lived it as if I were on autopilot. I signed papers, read documents and reports, and met people. The board meeting ended and I did not even understand half of it. I went to the toilet in my office and washed my face with water. I need to hold it together. It’s already mid-day but I have not received any text from Tasha. I tried to call her earlier but she turned her phone off. I glanced at the watch on my wrist and counted the time I had to spend in the office. That was the last meeting. I only have more papers I needed to sign. Unless another issue comes along, then I can call the day off.
Natasha's defense must be over now. I wanted to get out of here badly so that I could go and see her. But I have remaining works that I cannot put on hold. I b
