I walk inside my office building with a smile on my face. These days I’m always coming to work with a smile on my face. It’s been a week since Tracy’s incident. Things have been great between Jason and me. His grandmother is laying low. She hasn’t tried anything new to split us up. I know Jason doesn’t believe it’s her, but I still do. I can’t prove it, that’s why I am not forcing Jason to agree. One day I will be able to prove it, though.
I step out of the elevator and walk to my desk. Dropping my purse on my desk, I walk to Jason’s office to hand him his coffee. I don’t make coffee for him at the office anymore. I get it from the café close by. They make one of the best coffees I’ve ever had. I knock on his office door and wait for him to say come in.
“Good morning, Eleanor,” Vivienne
