Melissa
“You can't be here ma'am” Grace's voice was low as she whispered to me , though her eyes were soft when I glanced at them but she kept looking around as if she didn't want to get caught talking to me, which would be a complete and utter lie because we were friends right?
“You haven't been responding to my messages or answering my calls ” I looked at the clock in the reception area of the waiting room.
“She took my phone, she didn't let me get home until past 10, she has been strict with us since the past one week” She started rubbing her hand over her face. “I don't know what to do anymore. ” I could hear the frustration in her voice. I knew it wasn't easy for her to deal with.
“Let me see her”
Grace looked like she was skeptical about my request . But then she sighed and gestured for me to follow her up the hallway. We stopped in front of a plain wooden door with the name 'Ellen Steele' in gold letters on its surface. A small plaque above the frame read 'CEO'. She turned th
