Trouble in Paradise.

20. Tomorrow.

Chapter 20: Tomorrow.

"Welcome back." Naya says as she hands me a cup of coffee.

"Thank you." I tell her as I walk to my office.

"Looking good, Miss Stone." Evan tells me.

Evan is an intern here at Stone Construction and also my cousin, on my mother's side.

"You can kiss my ass all you want, Evan. You're not getting the corner office." I tell him and he groans, throwing his hands up in disappointment.

I laugh at his reaction as I open the door to my office.

There's a huge stack of paperwork on my desk.

"What's all this?" I ask Naya.

"It's all the files and papers you have to sign. Welcome back." She says, placing my bag on the coffee table before she walks out of my office.

I sit in my chair and I stare at the stack of papers in front of me.

Ugh.

I better get to work.

Hours later, I sign the last paper and I lay my head on my desk, trying to catch some sleep.

My phone rings and I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Hello." I say as I bring the phone to my ear.

"Valarie." Ashton says and I roll my eyes.

"What is it?" I ask him.

"We haven't picked a date for the grand opening yet." Ashton reminds me.

"We can do it on the eighteenth of June." I suggest.

"That's my anniversary. How about the twenty-second?" He asks me.

"Yeah. Sounds great." I tell him, bored of this conversation.

I'm hungry.

"I'll have my assistant plan the whole thing. Talk to you soon." I say before hanging up.

I grab my phone, then my bag. Walking out of my office, I tell my receptionist to reschedule all the meetings I have today, for tomorrow.

I walk to my car and drive home. As soon as I get home, I pour a pack of cat food in Tiffany's plate. After that, I decided to cook some Lo Mein and chicken. It takes me forever, but I finish cooking and I make myself a plate. I place the tray of food on the dining table and then I grab a wine glass and pour white wine in it. I add some ice cubes in my wine and I place it beside the tray. I sit at the table and I start eating the food.

This actually tastes good.

As I eat alone, I can't help but flashback to the moments in my life, where I didn't have to eat alone. Whether it was a friend or love interest by my side, I never ate alone. But look at me now.

Sad and alone.

I'm sorry if I'm sounding depressed, but I can't help it. My life has lost its spark. And it's not helping matters that I'm attending my ex and ex-best friend's wedding tomorrow.

What is life?

I take a last bite out of my food before I pick up the tray and place it in the sink. I don't feel like washing it, so I just leave it there. I head to my room and I take a quick shower. I wrap myself in a silk robe, when I get out of the shower.

Getting into my bed, I snuggle with Tiffany who is already asleep and I try to sleep. Tomorrow is gonna be a field day for me.

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