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•34• Priscilla

I'm late for work by fifteen whole minutes.

It's 8:15 am by the time I reach Southerford Inc., but to be really honest, the fact that I'm late isn't my fault. Not completely anyway.

Gerrard's been calling me ever since I began getting ready for work. God knows why, because he hasn't called once since the past week. Not once.

He only kept leaving me those blasted notes of his, with false promises.

And then when I finally decide to leave the house for once, and that, too, to go to work, this man wants to spoil that for me too.

The fuck?

I never picked up any of his calls. 

I only cursed the whole time his name lit up my phone screen as it rang.

Shaking my head to myself, I press the button for an elevator on the ground floor in the main atrium. But even that stupid lift was trying my patience this morning, because no matter how hard or how often I poked the button, the lift just wouldn't arrive.

I hu

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