POV Lisa.
I close my computer with a sigh and lie down on my back, I can't work. I don't feel like it, my thoughts drift to everything but what I am doing. I bring my hand to my throat and tighten the necklace I have around my neck, the one Drake gave me. I haven't had time to give it back yet and I don't know if I will. Drake hasn't come to the office a single time this week, I don't know if it's because of me. And this situation makes me so uncomfortable. I want to see him, I want to know he's okay, even if he doesn't look at me, doesn't talk to me, I just want to see him. I hear the doorbell ring, who could that be? I really hope it's one of Maddie's acquaintances, because I really don't want to see anyone. I hear whispers outside my bedroom door, I roll my eyes, if they think they are being discreet they are mistaken, but what could they be talking about? It is undoubtedly about me, because if it had not been the case, they would not try to take all these precautions so that I do
