Twenty minutes past seven.
Elara's mind turned around in circles like hot liquid swirling in a cup and trying not to spill as she ran up the stairs towards the office, her sandals clicking noisily the higher up she climbed. The handbag she clutched close to her armpit was almost completely ripped thanks to an accident she'd met with in the bus, so she held it that tight to prevent losing the few contents of it.
Just as she reached the door, Jerry was also making his way out and the two nearly collided.
Shit. He just had to be around early the day she happened to be late. Since she'd began working there, he never came in until eight, then Rydar strolls in afterwards.
Elara's stepped back in a startle and a mortified look came over her face when she saw Jerry raising his left arm to o
