Chapter One-hundred and twenty

Zina’s POV:

I was two weeks into resuming work and roughly two weeks to the end of my contract with Neil. I was getting depressed as the days went by, I do not know how my heart went and fell for a man that did not want it. And aside from some guarded conversations, we did not spend as much time as I would have wanted. He was immersed in so much work these days and I was left to my own devices.

My table was cleared. I was waiting for the afternoon reports so I could work on those as well. On the bright side I was getting reviews from my team. They loved how I worked, how I was giving them short breaks in between. Of course I have asked them not to be too comfortable, rush months are around the corner.

I relaxed into my seat and I suddenly felt horrible again. In a matter of weeks I was going to be kissing all of this goodbye. No more Mrs. Honduras, no more special treatments. No more Neil, which was the part that stung the most. I would no longer have the access I have to him right no