Melia’s Point of View
I take a steading breath before I step into the studio.
“Okay... You can do this.”
I mutter to myself.
“Do what?”
I jump slightly when my manager’s voice suddenly comes from behind me. She is holding her coffee in one hand, with her tablet tucked under her other arm. She lifts her brows expectantly as she looks at me.
"Well?"
She asks and I shake my head, giving her a sheepish smile.
“Sorry. Can I talk to you for a second?”
I ask quickly.
She studies my face for a moment before she nods her head.
“Yeah, sure. What’s going on?”
She asks and I gesture towards her office.
“Can we talk in private?”
I ask and she smiles faintly at me.
“Now you are worrying me.
She says before indicating for me to follow her.
“Alright. Talk to me.”
She says, leaning ag
