66. The blurred lines

HANA

A GLOWING APPRECIATION LETTER.

How does it look like? What would Bash write for secretary whose name he hardly remembers?

I wrote down a list.

She makes an excellent coffee.

She walks briskly, saving your time.

She is a fast talker.

This is exhausting. How the hell I write a glowing appreciation letter on paper while Bash had the hold of my system and phone? I will fail it. This is the first task he gave me. I’ve decided to stay no matter how cruelly he acts. A pic of my Seb is all it took me to boast my shrinking confidence. I didn’t leave him for nothing.

But this, writing a glowing appreciation letter for Dhalia is going to be the end of me. Am I the same person who thought I could be a writer when I was a teen just because I hated the writing style of an author?

I look at my watch. Not only did he ask me to draft this without using internet, Bash gave me an hour to finish this. I never saw an appreciation letter in my life, forget a