Ivana, Miles and I walked towards the office of the CEO. It’s on the highest floor of the mall, away from all the people shopping around.
The two are quiet and both seemed to be so careful because I am with them. I was quiet the whole time. I am thinking. I am thinking of the possibilities of Clayton being there. Could there be another person who would be in charge of the contract signing? Does he have a representative?
A small part of me wants Clayton to have a representative and not be present in the meeting. A small part of me is chickening out. A small part of me doesn’t want to see him now that I am not yet emotionally stable.
But a huge voice in me is telling me to face my fears. I will forever be in the dungeon, hiding and unable to live my life if I don’t do this now. I want
