*Mirabella's POV*
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"Mira, do you want to talk about something, today?" Grammy asked on the other line, and I put my phone in a loudspeaker as I blow-dry my hair.
"Uh, no, I'm fine, Grammy. I just want to figure some things out, and I'm going to work today." I replied, and she seemed surprised.
"What? Why? You have your five days of leave, Mira. Don't stress out yourself with the enterprise right now. Relax, and I am sure that your employees are doing great there." She uttered, and I chuckled in response.
"No, I'm doing good, Grammy. If I'm gonna stay here at home, I'll be stressed out. I just wanna check something in the office, but I'm not gonna work too hard." I answered, and she let out a sigh.
Well, truly, I am fine because I found the person who is responsible for my misery.
