Chapter 113: I’m done
They talked some more, after which Jephthah promised to drive her down to the airport on the D-Day.
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The next day, Daniel was in his office when Naomi walked in with a tray of breakfast
She was reluctant about bringing him his breakfast, but Barton didn’t want to, Aunt Marcy was still in the kitchen and Dora was in her room, on her online lessons.
Was she was done, she’d be all over Daniel as usual but until then, he was alone; on his own.
As she closed the door behind her, she turned in time to see him staring at the screen of his laptop in anger, his hand up in his hair, running through it in frustration.
Files were strewn all over the floor, some laying stray on the bean bags...
The fridge was flung open and a half finished bottled of tequila was lying on the ground.
"This place is a mess." She commented outloud without realizing. Naturally, she didn’t like a messy place and preferred to be clean and organized. Staying in a room like this caused goosebumps all over her arm as she put down the tray on the table before him.