Leah Monroe’s POV
iPad in my hands, earphones in my ears, I scroll through the comments on user @rosetta.rose’s latest IG post.
I clench a fist tight. The air here feels stuffy.
“I’ve been his secretary since he took over as CEO. For what now? Almost seven years? And not once has he paid attention to any of my advances.” I whine to my best friend over the phone.
“Leah?”
“I can’t believe he reposted and even commented.” Envy coats my words as I stare at the picture of them together and his comment: ‘Mine.’ She’s even pinned it.
“It’s high time you quit dreaming about an office romance that’s never gonna happen. Your boss is engaged.” My best friend says, driving a knife in my chest.
The longer I stare at the picture, the harder it is to breathe.
For so long, I’ve chased him, mad
