Hazel’s POV
“Get the damn diary today.”
That was Anna’s message. Not even a proper greeting. No “Hi Hazel,” no “Good morning.” Just a short, sharp order, as always. That was how she operated. Cold, commanding, and always in a hurry. And even though I was used to it, that didn’t mean it was easy. It never was.
I wish following her orders were as simple as she made them sound. But no, life always had a funny way of getting in the way. Or maybe I should say Liam always had a funny way of being around Daisy at the worst possible times.
Seriously, for the love of God, why didn’t he just take her out to lunch or go to his own office? He’s been in her office for hours! What kind of coffee are they drinking in there? Is it magic coffee that keeps lovers glued together or what?
I was busy rant
