Kayla's POV
I wasn't going to be at the office today, and I told Anna just that. Smiling, she had reassured me of how she could take care of our ever increasing clients on her own, and I had ended the call, happy that Nova Interiors seemed to be moving forward and not the other way around. It was going to be a while before we displaced White Rock Interior from being the best in the game, but we were getting there. Slowly, but surely.
Armed with my laptop, I searched for beautiful pieces that I could use to decorate Tristian's penthouse. There was something about work I couldn't explain: the idea of throwing myself into what I loved, the idea of doing it with passion, with effort, it was something I enjoyed, it gave me life, and it had always been working. Work had always remained w
