Changes

RANLEIGH

“Where the fuck are you?”

I moved my phone away from my ears and frowned. “Your voice is so fucking loud, Dior,” I cursed between my breath.

“Fuck you!” she shouted. I laughed when I imagined her rolling her eyes. “I came to your company to visit and check on you and guess what?” she asked. “You weren’t there, Leigh! And Gab? He looked like a pup who just got abandoned,” Dior shouted dramatically. “You heartless woman, where did you go and why did you resign? Was it true that you are engaged with someone? Who’s the fucking guy? Is he hot?”

I shook my head and ended the call. She’s too loud. She needs to calm down while I need peace of mind.

I took a deep breath before looking around my room and I couldn’t help but notice that the room is bigger than the one at the previous house. The whole room is the size of my family’s apartment. It was divided into four rooms. The things are also completed from the receiving area inside my room mainly for the visitors, to the counter an