TESSA
My head is pounding. Like, heartbeat-in-my-skull kind of pounding.
Hours spent hunched over a computer will do that to you. When the first set of migraines hit, I grabbed some Tylenol, swallowed it dry, and threw on my reading glasses like a grandma with a grudge.
Ana from Legal? Probably curled up in bed, dreaming of spa days and balanced schedules — AKA she’s my polar opposite and has a life to live, probably tucked in bed, asleep by 12:58 AM — so she has no time to respond to my emails.
Meanwhile, I’m still here.
Alone.
Again.
Whatever.
I stretch and let out a yawn. My desk is a disaster—coffee cups, highlighters, Post-its with half-written thoughts and tomorrow’s to-do list.
1. Make amends with Emilia.
2. Contact her family’s lawyers.
3. Get her family photos copyright
