Becca. It was a relief to leave the workplace behind that evening as I drove myself and the kid home. The major part of my mind had been on those flowers and notes, worried that Christos Fernandez might show up or worse, call for me. But it seems the man did not care whether I acknowledged his gifts or not, which of course was a relief. Probably he was just doing it to clear his conscience. ‘Or maybe to make sure his new Head of Designs does not resign suddenly.’ The part of me who never trusts people fully thought sardonically, wondering if the man has a conscience to speak of. Well, conscience or not, I am glad the man is keeping to his space. When it comes to men, I would rather dine with a snake, than do anything with them. “Mum, you have an incoming call on your mobile.” My daughter called loudly from the back seat and without taking my eyes from the road, I passed my bag to her. “Check who is calling, my dear.” I said, totally forgetting the note I kept in my purse earli
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