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I made my way to the dresser, picked a smart black gown then returned to the mirror.
I glanced at the time before shrugging on the dress. Unlike most of my other dresses, this one's zipper was at the side, which was good for me today. I wasn’t sure I could deal with the unnecessary frustration of trying to reach my back.
I found my shoes and wore them. A black pair of flats.
After grabbing a matching small black bag, I was ready.
When I glanced at my phone, it was a few minutes after seven. I decided it was time to leave my room.
I checked on Sophie before going to the stairs.
She was still asleep, which was rare. She was usually up before eight.
After a bit more assessing— which involved slightly touching her to gauge her temperature— I concluded that she was fine and left the room.
I met Lewis, as usual, waiting for me when I reached outside.
“Good morning, ma’am.”
Not in the mood to argue about my seemingly overestimated title, I climbed into the Mercedes.
The drive to the company was a blur.
“Thank you, Lewis.”
With a deep breath, I climbed out and walked to the entrance of the building. Maybe things wouldn’t even be that bad.
Everyone would be too busy with their tasks, and no one would have the time to judge me.
When I entered, I was met with the judgmental stare of the receptionist.
“Good morning.” I nodded as usual and headed to the elevator.
I was surprised when her chirpy voice responded. “Morning.”
The greeting even came with an extra drawl from the last syllable.
Entering the elevator, I eliminated negative reasoning.
I already collided with a body when I realized I wasn’t the only one in the elevator.
“Gosh, I’m so sorry. I— I didn’t see you.”
The person said nothing as I immediately followed her movement to pick up the contents that spilled out of her purse.
“It’s fine, Evie.” The voice was blank… monotonous.
Involuntarily, I paused and raised a brow. Like she noticed my pause, she raised her eyes to meet mine.
I was met with brown eyes, pale skin, and short brown hair that framed the side of her face.
I’d never seen her. But maybe I should get used to my newly found fame and understand that the world now knew my name.
“Umm….” I trailed, a bit nervous.
“Judy from marketing,” she smiled.
“Nice to meet you, Judy. I’m sorry once again and it seems you already know my name.”
