Chapter Forty-five
•BRIANNA•
“It’s me, Carlos—the guy who gave you a ride to an estate the other day,” the guy said.
“Which day was that?” I asked, trying to remember when he had given me a ride.
“I don’t really remember the day, but you said it was your boss who sent you on an errand, and the sun was scorching that very day,” he explained. I thought back to that day and remembered. How could I have forgotten so fast?
“Oh! Carlos, I’m sorry for not remembering you. Foolish me,” I said apologetically.
“It’s fine. There must have been a lot on your mind,” he replied. “How have you been?”
“I’ve been doing great, thanks for asking. What about you?” I said, then asked.
“I’ve been doing well, too. Is Adrian still acting like the jerk he is? Is he sending you on stupid errands? Has he cha
