50. Meeting

Cas’ pov

As soon as I walked into the office, it was like I had regressed to my old self. My walls came up, and I knew I had to watch my fucking back.

As much as I knew I had to talk to my dad, I was in no fucking mood to start my day like that, so I went into my office and checked on everything that I'd missed.

My perfect assistant, Denina, was there to help me sift through everything that needed to be done. She also brought me my favorite coffee and asked me about the girls.

I had shown her some pictures of the last few days and told her about our days. It felt really great to be able to talk about Ripley. I could be myself around Denina, well, mostly, because my door could open any minute, and that made it hard to fully relax.

Most of the work had been handled, but a few things were still left to do, so I got to emailing the right people and checking other things. I won’t bore you with the details, because honestly, it’s really fucking tedious work most of the time.

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