PEEK-A-BOO

PAULA

I woke up on the couch with a blanket on me. I must have passed out after lunch; gosh, I let Sergio clean up all the mess we made alone. I will have to make it up to him.

Anyway, I am woken up by a dream about my best friend giving birth. After all that I had promised her that I will be there for her when she gives birth and even after that, I am kind of breaking the promise. I have not even contacted her since I left Madrid, and to be honest, I miss her but going to Madrid will only remind me why I left in the first place. I should talk to Sergio about it first.

I get up and stretch my arms, heading to the kitchen for a glass of water. I grab a tumbler from the cabinet and fill it with tap water before I down it all down in my throat. An idea hits my mind as I drink the water, and I know I need to organise a meeting with my team at the office.

I head to the other bedroom that Sergio made workspace for me to work in. It looks more like where I used to work than a bedroom now.