Lyanna
The next morning is a chaos.
Olivia eyes me as though I committed some kind of murder that's unforgivable. Some of my other colleagues ignore my greetings, some just straight up confront me.
"You're such a disgusting little fellow. I knew you were trouble the minute you walked in here."
An elder woman spits at me.
My heart boils with rage. Oh, how I wish I could talk back, but I'm trying to prove my innocence, and all the odds are against me. There's no way I could add to those.
I drag myself to my office, feeling spent before the day begins.
I push open the door to find someone else sitting on my seat.
Oh hell no.
"Who are you? What are you doing in my office?" I snap.
The pretty brunette peers at me through her lashes.
"Uhh... I'm Sarah. The secretary?"
I laugh, "Is this a joke? I'm the secretary here. When were you hired?"
She grimaces, "Aren't you the Lyanna who stole from the company? Jeez, man, how dare you show your face here?"
