27- Desperate

Nicholas

I stare out the large windows in my office, my mind drifting back to the day Rosalie was hired. She was so young, and she had little to no work experience. She didn’t even have a degree — she was a college dropout.

I couldn’t understand why my grandfather would hire someone like her, and even less so, why he’d place her beside me. I chalked it up to nepotism and set out to get her fired, but nothing I did ever fazed her.

Each task I gave her that should’ve been too hard for her to do was executed perfectly. She learned faster and worked harder than anyone else in the firm — including me. It only took her a year to become indispensable to me.

I’ve come to rely on her in a way I would never rely on anyone else, and I’ve compensated her for it handsomely. Fuck I should have done more. Whatever she needed, I should have provided. I once overheard her complain to a colleague that it took her too long to travel to the office from home, I should have bought her an apartment