Dalia's POV
It's the weekend!!!!
It's the weekend which means no work, no Alexander, just me and my bed and Netflix with a lot of junks. My first week of work was officially over and I survived. I freaking survived the devil himself.
Since the day Jackson brought food for me, which later turned out that he paid for and not Tracy, Alexander made work 10 times more difficult for me.
He found fault in everything I did and criticised all of my working techniques, even when there's nothing wrong with them. He frustrated me and I think I have cried more this week than I have my entire life. That's a lie but I had almost turned in my resignation letter on Thursday when he started again.
Anyway, it's the weekend and I'm free of him. Chelsea had to go meet someone so I had the whole apartment
