Chapter Eighteen

Nicole;

I try to have as much fun as possible, mingling in all the right places and saying all the right things. These people are all alike I realize. Every single conversation of theirs revolves around only one thing, money. I do love money but for a minute here, things are begin to get suffocating. I'm desperate for a change of topic. I just want to normal conversations with normal people. Apparently I've discovered one more thing about myself by working for the Galaxy. I hate gatherings like this. I'm fine working behind the scenes, researching ingredients, conducting and supervising projects and even doing tons of paper work, but this social part of it tires me out heavily. In my former company, I never had to attend these things. We were the backstage fingers, and we were contented with being just that. Or at least I was.

Every now and then, I've caught sight of Alex and each time, he had his eyes fixed on me like a hawk, his face still as unreadable as piece of rock. I can't tel