Chapter 27

Dear Diary,

To say that I was surprised by my officemate's observations is an understatement. I ended up denying everything. What can I do? How do I tell them that the CEO is indeed my boss? Of course not.

The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of my alarm clock. On the digital screen, the bright red number 6:00 blink.

I sit up in bed and take in my surroundings. Outside, it is mostly dark, with only a few rays of sun filtering into my bedroom. Along with the gentle swishing of the trees, I hear the birds whistling and am reminded of Kenya. I close my eyes and immediately see snapshots of my kids. They’re bright, smiling faces playing under a clear blue sky. A loud knock on my door forces me out of my nostalgia.

"Miss Chelsea. Your breakfast is waiting for you in the dining hall. The driver is on standby to take you into the city," Marcel says warmly.

Ah, yes. Today will be another day at the office.

The realisation hits me like a ton of bricks and I slump down lazily under my