The elevator doors open to Zelia's domain and the first thing I hear is a high-pitched scream. The kind that I'd only hear on a horror movie or maybe even on Maurey. I have half a mind to stay in the elevator and ride right past to the CEO's office, but Zelia has already spotted me from her perch on the landing. She walks to the edge and grips the railing, pointing at me. “You. Get up here. Now."
Today clearly wasn't meant to be my day. I walk past the curious eyes of Zelia's fashion minions as I make my way up the stairs towards whatever fate awaits me. Zelia's pissed, her face looking more and more like a squeezed lemon with every step I make. Her yellow pointed heels tap with impatience as I climb the steps. What does she want me to do, take them two at a time? I finally stand in front
