Kayla
The past few days have been a total blur. Now that I’m back at work full-time, it feels like the office is trying to swallow me whole.
My workload from the weeks I spent at the hospital has piled up into a mountain on my desk, and I’m scrambling just to keep my head above water.
Between the constant emails and the endless phone calls, I haven’t had a single second to breathe. Damien is just as busy; he’s been in back-to-back meetings from sunrise to sunset. Honestly, I’m exhausted. Every time I think I can sit down and rest, another fire starts that I have to put out.
I climbed out of the Uber and walked into the penthouse, feeling like a zombie. I had been sleeping here for a few days, but I hadn't moved in yet. I was only here because the heating in my apartment is gone.
Da
