Ella.
Monday morning came around quicker than I expected, and it had been quiet, the only reason being that my phone had been off the entire time.
I was supposed to be getting ready for work; however, because I had quit, I had no reason to.
Checking the clock in the living room, the time read 7am My eyes glanced over at my work laptop, the shiny gray surface staring back at me.
Maybe I should check to see if there is something he needed done. Quitting was last minute, and he wouldn’t have a new assistant for a while. I couldn’t leave him to do it all himself. What if he misses a meeting or doesn’t receive an important message?
With a sigh, I grabbed it from the sofa.
I don’t know what had come over me; hitting someone isn’t me, but for some reason, it happened. Maybe I’m done with be
