𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

3

I NEED COMMENTS!

Azeira was awoken in the worst mood of each and every specific day for the pass six years. Her heart felt like it shattered in the silence of her ears and into pieces in her chest.

She was requested to work online at her home. Being there with her boss that started a online FaceTime meeting as early as Azeira was used to. 4:30.

It didn't helped that she had the urge to break up with her boyfriend that promised once again that he would show up once work was completed.

Through the meeting online, Azeira's mind was blank and that wasn't of the woman to be so unprepared. She was known to be a quick-witted person.

Known to muster enough ideas to help the world be better. She was the boss's thinker, she would always be the one to help steer the boss and company in the right direction.

Yet she was just there.

Her mind wasn't in the land of the present. Azeira felt a million emotions flooded her body and mind, it was all so overwhelming for her and the way she tried to deny her feelings.

The woman felt numb. Her eyes stung with hushed tears as her nose burn-she was trying to push away the feeling that was crawling at her throat to escape.

"Miss Lombardi? Do you have any new suggestions?" Azeira glanced at her MacBook and over all the faces that watched her with close expectations.

She quickly wipe her cheeks and smile at all the people in the meeting, "My apologies, but I wasn't following along. What was the question?"

The woman fixed her posture in her seat, discreetly she blasted the AC in her office and grab for her small grey stress ball that she squeezes as she listens to the speaker.

Her boss sends her a direct message and she sighed under her breath at the message.

'You have been zoned out for the longest. Are you sure you're okay?'

"Peachy. Just a little depressed but it's nothing I can't handle. Thank you for caring :)"

'I'll be sending package to your house as we speak. Treat the gifts well, will ya?'

Azeira felt her throat tightened in surprise as she gasped loudly, she quickly snapped her eyes up to the screen at her boss that smirked at her.

"Is there something you want to share, Miss Lombardi?" Andrea asked her executive, who resist herself from glaring at her boss.

The fuck I do not, you sneaky bitch. Why would you do that?

It killed Azeira to say the exact words, instead she brush her hand over her sleek ponytail-a habit she do oftentimes when she is nervous or confused.

She shook her head, "No, ma'am. But I must say our company at Wealthwise Investment sure do hold a high quality and trusted dealership. All customers gives great and satisfying feedbacks that makes our business rank higher."

Viewers from other companies and worldwide nodded, impressed at her skillful words. Azeira felt proud that she could convince others quite well.

She quickly muted her side just as a loud notification bellowed from her phone. Her eyes widened in shock that her boss was indeed serious.

A notification from Mail Express, that Andrea Valdosta sent a gift box to her address. Another was sent to her phone that the delivery has reach her address.