"Are you flirting with me, love? His voice seemed serious and he wouldn't stop staring at me
"I'm not flirting with you, you're so full of yourself Asher, you think every girl in the world wants you, well they don't".
I hushed myself before saying...
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I woke up with such a headache.
Why? Because I barely slept last night thinking about what happened yesterday in the office. He was a literal jerk trying to get the best of me and I won't let that happen.
I got out of bed frustrated but managed not to go straight back to bed. I didn't know exactly what to wear today so I decided to wear a skirt and a suit. Not the best combo but sometimes you have to go with the first outfit in mind.
The company didn't have much of a strict dress code so I didn't mind wearing something short but I didn't manage to stick to that plan. I wore a matching pink set and got ready for work.I took one more look at myself and smiled.
When I was a child, I never liked myself, I'm, not sure why, looking at my baby pictures I was genuinely a cute baby, school wasn't the best for me either, I attended one of the worst public schools in my town, kids were straight up rude.
My mother? Oh, she made it worse. She dressed me up like one of the girls at school, and told me "You'll be fine darling", "just try your best", and "They're only bullying you because they like you".
Bullshit.
All of those endless nights of crying because of some shit some boy or girl said. They commented on my clothes, my food, and especially my hair. It felt like it would never end like I had no control over my own life.
Unfortunately, my dad wasn't really there when I was little, so I never really had anyone to run off to and find comfort. I had my mom, but she wasn't a very good Mother.
Even though I do not consider myself to be pretty enough for today's society, I still think I am pretty enough.
Yesterday, Papa asked me when I was planning to talk to her. I wasn't really sure when I was ready to face my mother, so I told him that I would do so when the time was right.
I headed to the cafe near the building and grabbed Asher's coffee, and made my way to work.
I greeted Felix, who was now basically my second favorite person. I walked over to Gaby to grab my key card and greeted her.
Once I got to his office, I made sure to knock on his door, praying for Daniela not to be there.
"Come in," he said. I opened the door to see a bunch of papers all over the floor and his hands on his forehead.
"What happened here?" I asked trying my best not to step on any of the papers on the floor.I handed him his coffee.
"I'm trying to find any clues for the case, and there is nothing I can find, absolutely nothing. I am literally going insane." He answered, taking a sip of his coffee and putting it down on the desk.
"It's like a dead end, I know he's innocent, but there isn't even a snippet of evidence to provehim innocent." He said leaning against the desk, then looking at me.
