Tears slipped down as I let out a bitter laugh. I could never understand why a CEO would stoop to fixing his secretary's pipes in the middle of the night.
The memories quickly faded. I closed my eyes and thought about what to pack for tomorrow. With an early flight, I couldn't afford to be late.
The next day, I woke up two hours early.
Looking around the bedroom, I realized that almost everything here had been chosen by Troy.
Apart from a few pieces of clothing I owned, unchanged in three years, there was nothing worth taking with me.
I casually packed a few changes of clothes into a suitcase when I received a call from the airline, "Hello, is this Ms. Felicia Hoffman? Due to the heaviest thunderstorm of the year, your flight has been delayed and rescheduled for three days later. Do you agree to the change?"
I glanced out at the pouring rain and sighed. What bad luck, seems even the weather doesn't want me to leave.
I called my assistant, Charlie, back and said, "Make it three days later. Be on time to pick me up at the airport." As soon as I hung up, I noticed a figure behind me.