******Annabeth******
"Who are you, Annabeth Smith?"
For the past three weeks, I've had peace; of course that's if you decide to ignore the heavy..like incredibly heavy s****l tension between I and Raymond -which we have doused just a little because I'm in no way satisfied- and the pile of work left behind by his former assistant that he had apparently sacked months ago.. I wonder how he managed.
What I've never expected is sitting before a quite handsome, really annoying older man. What does he want with me? Why would he be asking me who I am ?
" Sir, I believe that question is best directed to your son, don't you think?" I said leaning into my seat. Over these weeks, I've learnt a little to stop overthinking and just... think. In the present. And right now, I think this man is up to n
