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ASHLEY

My black manicured fingers moved swiftly on the screen of my phone, my lips stretched in a wide uncontrollable grin as I conversed with the girls on a group chat we had and often talked in. My hectic work schedule would agree with me that I desperately needed this Girl's Day Out. It's been a series of meetings with several editors during the week.

I barely even got the chance to breathe throughout the week as all we did was to assess the samples of books that had been stuffed on our website, going through them to see the ones that were suitable for publishing, and boy, it's been a shitload of work. I wasn't going to pretend like I didn't enjoy every bit of it. I enjoyed it. Going through so many books which are distinct and unique in their ways, possessing alluring storylines, was so refreshing but it doesn't diminish the fact that it has been so exhausting and it occupied every bit of my time.

It was the weekend and I didn't want to stay indoors since Arden had an impromptu