Atarah Klyte
I will return to work tomorrow. My plan for today is to visit Aunt Charmie, Charl's Mom. I want to talk to her about my problems. I mean, I just want to clarify the things Charl has been saying.
"Am I not fired from work yet? I'm always absent," I retorted to Rare, my conversation partner. He's busy now. Aside from attending to what I asked him to do, he's also busy at the hospital. I don't know about this guy; he has no intention of returning to Paris. He always says that everything there is okay now and that I shouldn't worry. Then when I ask about his family, he says they're okay with him working here.
"Of course not, baby. Your reason was valid, that's why you don't need to worry," he said in a low voice. Last night, he slept beside me, but when I fell asleep, he left t
