THE NEXT MORNING
ABIGAIL POV:
I gather the finished work from last night and make my way to the top floor.
Stepping off the elevator I’m spotted by the secretary who instantly walks over to me and stops me before I can enter the closed office doors.
“Mr. Greenwood isn’t here right now, did you need to drop these off? Here let me take them for you.” She pops her gum as she reaches for my stack of designs. I dodge her advance and step back from her.
“Thanks, Katie right? but I’ll wait and hand them in myself.” I give her a knowing look.
“Really it’s no trouble, you are probably so busy downstairs with your new position as design manager.” She insists as she once again reaches for the documents. I take another step back before replying to her, giving a death glare.
“I’m perfectly aware
