I was extra exhausted from the day I’ve had, from having my design drafts stolen from right under my nose and having my team be even further disappointed in me, to having the sympathy of Vincent when I knew I deserved his wrath more.
I wondered if Robert knew about my screw up and how long it would take him to scold me about it or maybe even fire me because I wasn’t worthy of the position I was given?
I pushed open the apartment door and kicked my shoes off in the foyer area. There was another pair of shoes that looked very expensive and I wondered if maybe Lucy had someone over. Stepping through into the living room, I saw the back of a very familiar head and my heart slowed its beating for a short while.
Was he here to scold me about my failure today? Did he hear about it already? Of
