Elara’s POV
It was quite a journey through to the place I had thought was a banquet but seemed to be something more than I had thought.
I still felt a bit sick, but not working at all made it better. Through changing of dresses and makeover, I had felt nauseous, but good thing I had thrown up all in my stomach earlier, so no matter how the irritation came in, nothing would come up.
It was last at 9 p.m., and I should be at work. I wish Zach would help me take a sick leave, or I would have to face a quarrel tomorrow at work. At least it was better than losing my job.
My pending expenses and college fee were still on the line.
His car came to a stop at a huge skyscraper building. From the car window, I stared blankly from below to the rooftop, and my mouth dropped. It was such a sight I
