CHERYL POV
I wondered why.
I blinked, catching myself in the midst of my thinking. Ok, Cheryl... what was that? I shake my head vigorously again to get rid of any thinking about Damien.
I sighed and got to work on the project, knowing that I had a long night ahead of me.
I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize when Ellie walked in. "Hey, Cheryl," she said, startling me.
"Oh, hey," I replied, quickly minimizing the document on my screen.
"You're working late," she observed.
"Yeah, Damien gave me another project to handle," I said, feeling the fatigue settling into my bones.
Ellie shook her head sympathetically. "You really need a break."
I laughed mirthlessly. "I can't afford to take a break, Ellie. I have bills to pay."
"Yeah, but your health
