(Aria POV)
I was working on the new project’s data when someone came with a card.
“It is for you, Aria,” She said, and then returned to her desk.
“Who gave you this?” I asked while showing her the card.
“I don’t know. Someone left it on the front desk for you,” I frowned before checking it. There was nothing written on it except a few random letters, like a child had tried to write something on it.
“I think someone tried to prank you but failed miserably,” Ms. Farah said when she gave me the new file.
“Maybe,” I put it in the last drawer of my desk.
“How’s your ankle?” She pointed towards my swollen ankle.
“Much better. Besides, the painkillers really helped me yesterday,” I decided to come to the office despite yesterday’s drama. I didn’t tell anything to anyone, but all of
