I wanted to forget what happened last night so I tried to focus on Clara Park. She gave me a radiant smile as she showed me my desk adjacent to Zach's office. I glanced down at the elegant mahogany desk. There was a laptop, two landline phones, a huge collection of pens, highlighters and pencils and post-it notes, so many files and documents on the desk. The cabinets behind the desk were filled with folders.
“ Let's go and meet Zach, I’ll show you his office,” Clara said and I followed her into his office. My heart stopped the second my eyes fell on him.
At the far end, he was sitting at his desk, his head bowing, staring at his laptop. His office was extravagant and elegant. He had changed the interior from blue and grey to shades of green and grey. The lightness of the colour produced
