IT was a beautiful Monday morning.
The three meetings that Villel had to go through before lunch had never waver the elation she was feeling.
Villel noticed that she was not cranky during the meetings despite the chauvinist, old men she has to face. Often, she lost her cool whenever she faced the members of the board or the managers who thought they were God’s gift to mankind and the only people that can solve each and every problem in this world.
She asked for a cup of coffee from Ella right after the last meeting has been concluded.
At the moment, Villel was leaning on her chair. Her eyes were on the front door.
She dug for the compact mirror from the drawers. She checked for her face. She put on red lipstick when she saw that her lips were a little pale.
Villel looked away w
