|Sofia|
I TURNED off the snooze of my alarm for the fifth time. After that I put my cellphone at the bedside table so that it won’t disturb me.
It’s past six already. I should be getting ready for work now. But I’m not in the mood to get up.
I want to take a leave, but will happen to Ian? How about the work I left in the office? Surely it would pile up by tomorrow.
I’m not the type of person that would take leave unless I’m not feeling well. And right now, I don’t feel anything bad even though I’m still lying on my bed. It’s just that…I don’t have the energy to go to work.
I thought Michael was planning to train someone to replace me. When I got back to work, he didn’t say anything about it. He just reminded me that I have two weeks left.
And thinking about seeing Ian again makes my
