5

“I wont”. Alex says curtly as Maya scoffed in disbelief.

“Why? Why won’t you change my post?”

“I won’t need you anymore when Laura, my former personal assistant comes back. Do you get that?”

Maya balled her fist as she ran outside the office heading to the female restroom to wash her bleeding hand.

She wiped at her cheeks angrily as her tears threatened to roll down her cheeks.

“Don’t cry because of him, Maya. You are better than this”. She chided herself, regaining her composure once more as she stepped out of the restroom and made her way back to the office.

She had just merely walked few metres away from the restroom when she saw Micheal.

“Maya”. He called out heading towards her as she instinctively hid her hands behind her back, flashing him her best smile.

“Micheal, are you going somewhere?”

“I was going to grab a cup of coffee, do you want to come along?”

Maya subconsciously rubed her temple, exposing her injured hand. “Sorry but I’m tied up with wor-“. She was cut short