Black.
**Flashback…
(The previous day)
I sat in my high back leather chair, my fingers drumming a nervous beat on the mahogany desk. I had called Chloe to find out how she was doing with Debbie. She had earlier informed me about her morning banter with Debbie and told me that Debbie left the office in tears. I was thinking she would come to pour out in my own office. But I think she knew better.
Yes, I had signed a permanent contract for Chloe. And the reason is best known to me. Call me a terrible husband or whatever. I didn't give a f**k.
The two had been coexisting there for weeks. So… it makes no difference.
Now, I was calling Chloe again. It didn't go through. I just let her be. Maybe after work, we could meet, and she would surely tell me more.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed. I pic
