THE NEXT DAY.
"Good morning, Miss. Hakinley." My employees greeted me in the hallway. I am heading now to my office, feeling the weight of my head because of too hard liquor I drank last night.
Of course, not just only that.
I made a mistake. I big mistake.
"Argh!" I groaned hardly as reached my office, sat down on my swivel chair, and smacked my forehead thrice. I am really stupid for giving my body to Evan. f**k it! I'm so dumb! I'm really really dumb!
Until now, I haven't had my phone open. I turned it off when I got home this morning because Brent might call or text me. I can't answer that because my conscience is stabbing me. For sure right now, he is totally worried about me and if I am not mistaken, he will come to me in here later. I need to ready myself and my reasons.
