~ Dale ~
A week passed since I sent Chloe the message, meaning it had been one week since she left me on read.
Believe me when I say I'd never been more damned frustrated.
Each day felt like torture knowing she obviously hated me and wouldn't even be willing to give me a chance to explain.
I refused to let myself wonder on why I wanted to explain the truth so badly. Why I was this frustrated from the distance she'd created between us.
For my sanity, I refused to think about the 'whys' and focus on a reasonable solution.
“Ensure they are delivered to the company before the week ends.” I ordered Rita, who nodded, gathering the files from my desk.
“Okay sir.” She adjusted her glasses with her index finger. “You have a meeting with the Zomat Company in fifteen minutes sir.”
“Are they a
