Author's point of view.
Hannah reached her house, feeling tense
Jessica had invited her for dinner, and now she understood why.
Jessica had arranged a meeting with Mr. Rozario, a 42-year-old man who recently started a successful company. Hannah's mind was swirling, not focusing on the conversation at the dinner table.
“What!”
"I'm done with the food. Maybe I should leave," Hannah said abruptly. "I have a lot of work to deal with since I joined a new company."
She put down her knife and fork and got up from her seat. Jessica tried to stop her in a sweet voice, "No need to hurry, my child. It's rare for you to visit. Stay a little longer."
But Hannah ignored her. She grabbed her bag and headed towards the door, wanting to leave as soon as possible. Her breath felt short, each second
