AUDREYWhen I feel ready, Nelly and I leave the room. She starts talking about going outside for a while and seeing what's in the backyard. I mention the huge, beautiful garden that Tabby adored and cared for more than anything else.As I mentioned before, I didn't know Tabby for long, but in the short time I had the opportunity, it was enough to get to know her very well. She was like an open book, easy to read, and open about her thoughts and personality to anyone who wanted to know more about her."I would have loved to have met her," says Nelly with a big smile."You would have loved her; I did in just one day of knowing her," my friend's smile and words infect me.To get to the garden, we have to cross the living room we passed through before reaching the room we just left. However, we don't make it any further because voices and laughter stop us in our tracks."Oh, Daniel, come on, let me do this," a syrupy, high-pitched voice invades my ears."What the hell was that?" Nelly rai

AUDREYHaving agreed was a bad idea, even though Nelly would have done anything to get me to come to this place. When an idea gets into her head, there's no one who can oppose her."Audrey, for God's sake, stop complaining," Nel scolds me as we enter the noisy venue. "For once, think about yourself and not work. Taking a break was the best option; you needed it."I spent almost the entire journey complaining, regretting having left my job for the whole week. I didn't show up a single day after arriving in the city. During the first few days, I received calls from Maggi and even from Mr. William's secretary to inquire about me, not to ask how I was but to find out if I was resigning or what my reason for being absent was.I imagine Mr. William and his secretary were eagerly awaiting that response. I don't understand why that woman and her boss want me out of the company, and even though it's not their business to investigate whether the president's secretary will leave her post or not,

AUDREYAs soon as I step out of the Uber that brought me to work, I barely touch the sidewalk when flashes of cameras blind me, and a few microphones thrust towards me from all directions. I do my best to escape the frantic crowd eager to get some information, which they believe I have. I quickly make my way to the building.I manage to enter safely without losing a shoe or, worse, a strand of hair. Such crazy people. What the hell do they want? I think they must have the wrong building. While there are models here, they are not famous. Perhaps they have mistaken me for a celebrity, as if that were even possible."Audrey," Nelly says as she rushes towards me, albeit a bit hindered by the high heels she's wearing. However, she doesn't stumble or falter on her way. "Did you see the chaos outside?" She points with her hand towards the windows."Don't even remind me," I sigh, still recovering from the commotion outside. I had to run to reach the door and I was out of breath. I definitely

AUDREY"This woman was yelling and insulting me before you arrived," the witch speaks up ahead of her husband."Sarah," her husband calls her, "Go back home.""But..." she starts, and he immediately interrupts her."I said go back home," he repeats."I won't go home, knowing all the commotion happening right now. This harpy can't stay by my son's side," she gives me a disdainful look from head to toe."Daniel is no longer a five-year-old, Sarah," Mr. Anthony reminds her, as if his wife has trouble understanding. "This is a matter in which it's best not to meddle.""But you will because you're his father. In that case, I also have a right; I'm his mother," she insists.She's quite stubborn, but Mr. Anthony is very patient. Now I understand why they've been together for so many years.Daniel remains by my side, silently observing."Shall I remind you that I'm also his boss?" the man says in a completely calm tone. "The mistake Daniel made affects the company, and the trust I placed in h

AUDREYI head down to the ground floor and make my way to the exit to leave the building. My steps echo against the shiny beige tile. Nelly catches up to me before I reach the double glass doors."Audrey," she follows my pace."Not now, Nelly," I respond without stopping.When I exit, I catch sight of Mr. Anthony's car parked at the entrance. I approach it when I also see him. He's not alone; a man accompanies him. Nonetheless, I close the distance to get to where he is."Sir," I call him, and he turns as soon as I mention him. "May I speak with you?" He glances at the man accompanying him. "It will only take a minute; I won't take up much of your time," I add with a brief smile. He signals with his hand for us to move away from his guest and other people.I know that man; well, I've seen him a few times coming to the company, although I have no direct contact with the partners, I know he's one of them, a very important one, and a friend of Mr. Anthony."What's going on, Audrey?" He a