ZOEY'S POV
The following day I got to work only to find an unfamiliar man sitting on my chair. I tightened my hold on my handbag ready to question him.
"Sir, I think you are in the wrong seat," I said instead of questioning him like I had decided to.
He looked at me like he had no idea of what I was talking about."I'm I?" he asked raising his brows at me.
I frowned looking around and nothing had changed. Everyone was in their rightful positions, even the mean lady whom I came to know her name as Sara was sitting where she was yesterday. That meant nothing I was aware of had changed.
"I was assigned to sit here yesterday," I claimed.
"And I was assigned to sit here today," he had that arrogance which made my heart start racing. What did he mean? Was I fired already? I thought Roy was
