Hey. It's been a while. So a lot has happened. I got a higher paying job. So much better than my other job, I bought a Lamborghini and a new house. A Lamborghini is $200,000 and I have more than that. I am a criminal that somehow has become successful as fuck. My boyfriend moved in. Life has been great. I woke up, made breakfast, kissed my boyfriend and went off to work. I work in sales management. When I got to work, my boss wanted to, and I quote, "See me". He brought me into his office and he said that I did something bad. Like kill a coworker. I swore I didn't but he didn't believe me. I have a track record. He said he wouldn't fire me if I found out he really did it. So I became Sherlock Homes. I look for fingerprints and I found out who is was. Mother Fucking Bethany. She always had it out for me. I told my boss and he called the cops. I told my boyfriend what I have had a terrible, terrible day. He said when I come home, I get a treat. Holy shit, was I gonna have sex?
