27: What Happened?

The annoying alarm clock rang, and I groaned; holding my head.

How could the morning come so quickly?

I remember I was chatting with Martha last night, and then I somehow dozed off.

I grabbed my phone but later put it back, unbothered.

My phone was not important; a freaking painkiller was.

Gathering up the strength and my will to wake up, I managed to get myself out of bed.

I had a feeling that even the painkiller was not working.

Clenching the pen in my hands, I kept on signing the documents without looking up. There were still records of the past five years that needed my attention.

"Boss, y-your coffee..." Stacy walked towards me and put the cup on the table.

"Alright," I closed the record file and leaned on the chair, massaging my forehead. The light was too much for my eyes.

"Will you be eating here or going back to the condo?"

"No, I have a brunch planned with Uncle Victor's family today. He couldn't attend last night, so he invited me to his home."

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