The Actor
Kirby's PoV
My heart started to beat faster. I read out loud the text message he sent me:
Kirby Scott, I need to talk to you in my office today. Please come at 11am.
What does our big boss want from me?
"Is he firing me? No need for formality. I've already submitted my resignation letter," I informed Callie over breakfast.
"You should hurry. Don't keep him waiting," Callie advised.
I regarded her with a serious expression. "You're coming with me," I insisted firmly.
"Kirby!" she protested.
"Why not?" I insisted.
"Why should I go with you?"
"Then I won't go," I stated firmly.
"Whatever," she said, rolling her eyes.
We continued with our breakfast. I did not reply to Mr. David intentionally. The hell do I care? Why should I bother? Everyone knows my professionalis
