Chapter Twenty Five

LORE

For the past five days, Mona has been acting extra weird, I know there's the part where we don't talk as much as we used to,but we act civil.

I wonder why she hasn't yet handed me the fucking papers, I haven't asked her why either and I sure as hell won't ask her if she's signed them because it might look like i still have hope for us, hope which i totally don't. I made sure to crush it to the ground with the weapon she herself handed over to me the day she told me she will never love me with so much sureness.

Her Words. They were the weapon, and trust me, it was a fucking sharp weapon.

I look around the entire space as Hillary walks behind me. It's a large spacious room with floor to ceiling windows, the ceiling is white and has nine led lights built in which are separated into three rows aligned from the back of the room to the front. On the sides are four sets of windows that overlook the view of the street below. This room is where the employees cubicles will be, the space is