I saw myself storming outside the elevator and right into the lobby, my hands clutching tightly on the Manila envelope I’m carrying. My eyes are focused on the one place I know Sean will be.
“Fifi! I thought you’re not going to come in today?”
“Yeah… I’m fine. Is Sean in?”
“Sean?”
“Yeah. Sean.”
“Ah… he went out a bit for a luncheon meeting. Are you sure you’re okay? Your face is flushed.”
“I’m fine. I’ll wait for him in his office.”
“Wait, Fifi! Ah… don’t you want to sit down first? I’m going to get you a drink. Ah… how about some juice and a cake! Yes, I just had a cake delivered. You like strawberry cakes right?”
“Sean’s inside. Why did you tell me he left?”
“H-he… he isn’t! I’m just going to go and get your snack. You look like you haven’t had breakfast yet! Poor you… stay
