~Camila~
"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒂, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕"
To the world, Camila is a breath of fresh air; a woman of gentle smiles and a joyful heart. Her charm is her armor, and her intellect is her weapon.
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"Paula," I called out, and she looked up from her computer with a bright smile.
"You're back!" She squealed, running over to hug me.
Except for Ava, Paula is the second friend I have, and she's the only one who has kept me sane in Ava's absence.
She pulled away, and I noticed her colorful attire, which matched her bubbly and outgoing personality.
"I'm so happy you're back; it was so boring without you," she dramatically flailed her hands in the air. I smiled and shook my head in amusement.
"Tell me, how was your break?" Paula asked.
"It was good," I mumbled. "I got to clear my mind and have some peace."
Paula sighed sadly and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
"I'm so sorry I wasn't at work that day. If I had been, Aubrey's fake face would have been destroyed by my fist!"
She snorted, and I laughed.
"It's not your fault, Paula. You don't have to apologize. Besides, I can handle myself," I said, with a confident smile.
Paula rubbed my shoulder.
"You know I'll always be here for you, right?" I nodded with a grateful smile.
"Thank you Paula. Well, I came here to get information about some meeting about...."
"Damn!" She cursed and slapped her forehead.
"I'm sorry Camila, I totally forgot about that. I should have sent a text to brief you about the meeting, but I totally forgot."
She went over to her table to search among the files that lay scattered on it.
"It's okay, just tell me what this meeting is about...."
"Finally!" She exclaimed when she found what she was looking for. "Here, this is where he is supposed to sign, that's if he agrees to be...."
"Paula," I cut her off from her rambling session and she smiled sheepishly.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled out.
"Tell me, what is it about?"
"Alright." She started to explain, and as she did, I silently considered the points I could make to persuade the individual in question to support the company.
"What's the time?" I asked.
"It's past two already, why?" She furrowed her brows and i shook my head.
"It's nothing, I just want to know how much time I have to get myself ready for the meeting." She squeezed my palm and gave me a reassuring smile.
