AMELIA'S POV
It was another slow week. With the heavy workload I've taken on, I thought it would be Thursday by now, but it was just Tuesday.
I groaned loudly, which sent Nina running into my office.
“Are you alright, Miss Jenkins?“
“Yes. I'm just tired. Do you mind making me a strong cup of coffee? Black.“
“Yes, Miss Jenkins.“
“I need something to wake me up.“
She went out and came back a few minutes later with a hot cup of coffee.
“You need to slow down, Miss Jenkins.“
“I'm fine. The week just seems to be dragging on.“
“But it's just Tuesday.“
“I know. I feel like it's Thursday already.“
“Oh.“
“Yeah. Anyway, don't worry about me.“
“Yes, Miss Jenkins.“
I still can't believe that the last time I saw Aaron was barely five days ago, and it already seemed like a lifetime ago.
