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Thirty-Nine

“Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart”

? Eleanor Roosevelt

Sofiya

Taking a deep breath out, I felt completely exhausted, yearning to crawl into bed and leave the night behind.

“You know these aren’t in style anymore, right?”

I rolled my eyes and continued searching for the document I needed to sign. It was crucial for confirming that the goods had arrived intact, so the movers could proceed. Three main sculptures—Demeter, Persephone, and Hades—had arrived from London for our upcoming exhibition titled “The Changing Season,” where their myth would be explored and debated.

The story of Persephone is widely known: the daughter of Demeter, goddess of agriculture, abducted by Hades, god of the underworld. Her absence in the underworld brings winter, and her return to her mother marks the start of spring and fertility.

This tale of love, loss, and seasonal change has captivated hearts for generations, and I’m thrilled to bring it to life through this exhibition.

After much persuasion, I managed to convince Mario Gruzzio to lend us his four paintings—Winter, Autumn, Spring, and Summer—to enhance our exhibition and provide a visual understanding of the myth. He happily confirmed that they’ll arrive in two days.

“I mean, really, Sofiya, tights with a jean skirt? Who are you trying to scare off? You’re practically a fashion horror story.”

“Ugh, come on. You’re giving me a headache,” I muttered, rummaging through my desk’s top drawer. I could’ve sworn I left it there yesterday, but the paper seemed to have magically vanished. Where the hell is it?

“And you’re hurting my eyes. Anyway, do you think Angelo will come today? I know he had a meeting last night, and he usually doesn’t show up the next day, but you never know.”

“Why?” I asked, kneeling down to search under my desk for the missing paper. “Planning to seduce one of the movers again?”

“Not seduce, honey, fuck,” Jade corrected with a smirk. “And by the way, that only happened once.”

Standing back up, I dusted off my legs and placed my hands on my hips. “Alright, alright. But seriously, have you seen my delivery paper?”

“Oh, here,” Jade said, handing it to me with a cheeky grin. I stared at her, utterly baffled.

“What?”

“You had it the entire time?” I exclaimed loudly, throwing my hands up in frustration.

She gave me a sheepish look, scratching the side of her neck. “I didn’t know you were looking for it.”

“I am going to kill you today. What did you think I was looking for?”

“I don’t know… Your dignity?” she teased, unable to hold back a smile. “I mean, come on, honey, this outfit is horrendous.”

I scoffed and walked out of my office. “Coming from the girl who hooked up with a mover just because he complimented her outfit.”

“Touché,” she chuckled. “But you have to admit, he was so damn hot.”

“Barely,” I muttered under my breath as she playfully bumped my shoulder. We linked arms and strolled side by side to the elevator.

“You’re just jealous of my impeccable taste in men,” she quipped, giving me a playful wink.

“Oh, of course, Jade,” I replied, rolling my eyes with a grin. “Your taste is truly unmatched.”

Jade, our fabulous COO, has held her position for an impressive four years. Standing at 5’8” with long black hair cascading down her shoulders and mesmerizing dark eyes, she could easily pass for a siren emerging from the ocean, ready to enchant and captivate. In a humorous twist, she sort of does—with her irresistible charm and quick wit.

From the moment we met, we hit it off and became fast friends. She’s the embodiment of everything I wish I could be – bubbly, carefree, and spirited. Last week, we celebrated her 28th birthday, but you’d never guess it.

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