Isabella´s POV
Beep Beep Beep…
My alarm clock woke me up at 6 am. Blinking, I put it off and turned around again, snuggled into my blanket. I didn't want to get up yet. But there was no way I wanted to be late on my first day in my new position. With a groan, I kicked off the covers and got up to go shower and get ready. I chose a black pencil skirt, a yellow flounced blouse and black pumps.
"That should be fitting enough," I said to myself.
On the way to the office, I stopped at Starbucks and got a Frappuccino Vanilla, my favorite, and another coffee for Andrea, while I thought about the best way to explain my disappearance to her on Friday. I can't tell her that I ran into the CEO of our company, AGAIN. That really started to look strange. As if one of us was always appearing on purp
