ASTRID
“But Jordan, it’s been three days! I can’t just sit around here doing nothing,” I say, barely keeping the frustration out of my voice.
It’s been three days since I’ve been confined to Jordan’s place, with little to do except rest which is boring.
I’m itching to get back to work. It would have been nice to have some work done while I’m resting but he won’t even let me near my laptop!
“You’re on leave and all that is required from you is rest.” He says in a bored tone. Not again! I’m tired of going back and forth with this.
“I mean, it’s not like I’m running a marathon. I just want to go back to my job,” I say, hoping to finally convince him.
He turns to me, expression unwavering, and slips on his cufflinks. “Astrid, I already said no,” he replies, calmly.
“Why?” I huff, tryin
