SERENA
Presently inside my boutique, I turned on the lights first before going to open the windows. I haven't been here in days, so, its dustiness was understandable.
"Damn," I muttered under my breath, standing at one corner. "How do I intend on cleaning up this entire place and still work without today coming to an end?" I asked myself a rhetoric question, my eyes wandering all over the place. I straight up kicked myself for not begging Willa to follow me.
'Serena, the more you do nothing, the more time flies and of course, the more likely you will enter Chanel's bad books if you don't turn up your designs tomorrow before two pm.' My subconscious subtly reminded of what to start doing. I would have to agree with her at this critical moment.
First thing I did was to pack my hair up in
