DAEMON
Did he just hold my wife like that?!
“Sir” Gerald said, holding onto my arm and only then did I remember that we were at work and I couldn’t just head over there and start asking why the hell he held her like that.
“Thank you” I mumbled softly, my eyes glued to her as she smoothed her collar, thanked him immediately and went her way hastily.
Now I clasped my hands and placed it right under my chin as directed by Gerald so it wouldn’t be too obvious.
After an unwanted meal in the cafeteria, I sat behind my desk, running my fingers through my hair as the display of what happened in the cafeteria kept playing in a loop in my head.
“Sir..sir” Gerald nudged me, and my eyes recoiled back to what was going on in front of me.
“What do you suggest we do about the margins for this mon
