Layla
"I hate to think you've replaced me with someone else in that office, because if that is the case, you are in deep trouble, sir," I say as I stand before Danny's office. I've held out of the office for almost a week, but I had had enough. I can't keep myself cooped up in that house while everyone is running around like a headless chicken in the office.
I had come to work, just to find that my office was gone. In place stood a bigger, fancier office with a whole living room space, filled with plants, flowers, books and so much more. The office was pretty, in warm tones of grey, gold, and blush pink. It had a few black pieces here and there giving it the final touch. But there were workers still there, fixing the electrical from what it seemed.
Danny sits in his office with a pile o
