The next morning was even more exciting because I was finally going to my office to just check everything out and get back to work.
I felt a rush of pride when I stood the staring at everything that I build in the last 2 years despite the fact that I had people constantly trying to crush my soul, I made this happen.
I walked into the lobby. My assistant, Sarah, was waiting there. Her eyes went wide when she saw me. She ran over and gave me a gentle hug, being careful of my injuries.
"Ava! You’re back! We’ve missed you so much," Sarah said. "The office is exactly how you left it. I’ve already cleared your messages."
"Thank you, Sarah," I said, smiling. "It feels good to be home."
I took the elevator to the top floor. I wanted to see my desk. I wanted to see my fabric samples and my sk
