CHAPTER 17I hear the door to the studio open less than ten minutes later which causes me to furrow my eyebrows with confusion.
I have to say that was really quick.
I glance up from my spot on the rug towards the door.
My entire mood drops at the sight of Nicole standing at the door, her arms crossed in front of her chest.
"What are you doing here?" I question, not even attempting to hide my disdain
The woman gives me an incredulous facial expression.
"My job," she replies with a dry tone
I roll my eyes at her negative attitude.
Great! Now my morning is ruined again.
First by my boyfriend, now by my manager.
The older woman makes her way into said room, glancing down at my opened song book.
"Is that one of the songs I asked you to write?" She questions
"Mhm" I hum
"Play it for
