Mom, We Got You a Husband!
Halfway through our meal, Creza suddenly looked up at me with a serious face and asked, “Shayeen, why do I feel like you’re hiding something from me? Are you in some kind of trouble?”
Guilt flashed in my eyes when she asked.
“Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”
“You’ve seemed down lately, and you’re working late every night. You’re acting strange, Shayeen. Also, it doesn’t make sense for a big company like Joyful Success to keep employees working so late.”
Creza put down her fork and looked at me carefully.
I had been working late for over a week, and it was rare for any company to have employees work that much overtime. It made sense that Creza would be suspicious.