Lily Smithers sat at her desk, the heart shaped pendant of her golden necklace dangled below her face, and for a moment, she'd been staring at it.
Even on her dainty face, stress was slowly taking its toll. She appeared greatly tired, the weight of responsibility pressing down on her like an iron shackle.
She was in her office, the sound of the AC humming in the back of her head like an undertone to her thoughts.
How did things change so fast?
It had started with that day when Darren had shown up to work with that look of dejection and indifference in his face. The day he had resigned.
Before Lily's eyes, everything just slowly stopped being as they used to be.
The once-vibrant office, filled with chatter and clacking typewriters, now felt eerily hollow.
