"Hey, hey, just hold up."
My words while I begged for his audience. It was the next day and I was in his office, only he didn't seem to want to see me. He was wearing a navy blue coloured suit outfit and brown shoes to go. He always wore white sleeves in it. He would say "white goes better"
"Why– are you here?" He questioned with eyes that tried so hard to be calm.
"You haven't been taking my calls," I told him.
"Yeah, because I do not intend to talk to you." He emphasized.
"Listen, I know you are upset," I said, not knowing where to begin.
"Upset?" He reiterated with a scoff.
"Ann, you have been all shades of weird since you stepped into my house yesterday. I don't know what's come over you. You are a completely different person, I can't quite place you anymore." He said to me,
"I am still the one you know and love, I just–have a lot going on for me. " I told him.
"Really? You are still the one?" He asked me.
