Dominic
Leana had been getting on my nerves for days, and tonight was no different. She had this way of dragging out every conversation until it turned into something I never wanted to be part of. I knew she thought she had the right to do it because of the baby, but even that wasn’t enough to make her presence tolerable when my mind was somewhere else entirely.
Or with someone else.
I rubbed my temples as I walked back into my office, wondering if exhaustion could kill a person. It was already late, the whole floor should’ve been empty, lights off, everyone gone home. But not me. And not her. For the past few days I had been finding stupid reasons to stay at work longer than usual. Meetings I could've postponed. Documents I could sign tomorrow. Calls I didn't need to take personally.
