Chapter 12

ELENA'S POINT OF VIEW

After eating, I got dressed up for work. Even though my mental state was a little unstable, I couldn't miss a day or I would get fired. My team manager, Miss Miller, was a very temperamental person, and I didn't want to get on her nasty side. I was an intern, or should I say, office servant. Calling someone an intern was an acceptable way of saying servant because here, I ran more errands than actual work. It was all about being an ass kisser. Kiss ass or lose your job.

As soon as I walked in, I was hit with the smell of cologne. The room was painted a soft off-white color from top to bottom, with a simple floral design border all the way around. The ceiling of the room was the same color as the walls and vinyl flooring below.

Next to the door, there was a coat rack that held two coats at the moment. There were potted plants located in strategic places around the room.

Although most of the room was organized, the desks were quite unkempt. Papers that the other em