_ The Funeral _
One week later,
I storm into CJ's office.
"What the f**k CJ!"
He's startled. "What?"
"You hired Zara again as your PA?"
"Yes. I thought you're cool with her again."
"After what she did to me? To us!"
"And I thought you forgave her for that."
"Yes I did. But I don't remember asking you to bring her back to the company."
"You didn't have to ask."
I grimace and spin to leave.
"You know what, this is pointless. As the HR, I'm firing her."
"You won't do that!" CJ retorts.
That stops me on my feet and I look at him.
CJ stands from his swivel chair and waltzes towards me. He tucks a tendril of hair behind my ear and pecks my forehead.
He looks at me with warm eyes.
"Terra, one of the things that stands out about you is your heart. Your compassion. You
