_I hope you are not about to change your mind?_
Rachel's POV
Time flew by and it was almost the end of the week. How I coped with Lorenzo's absence was beyond me thus it was the first time we were apart since our drunken wedding.
Work was hectic as I caught up on most things I missed out on the previous week, despite working from home on break, there was still much to be done.
By Wednesday we had to run ads on our social media page to help us reach a wider range of audience and hopefully gather new clients hence we had lost some of our previous audience.
According to Debby and the graph things were working out compared to the week after the madness. It was a Thursday evening and I had returned from work an hour earlier.
I hadn't been able to stand from the couch since I dropped in it when I arrived home. I was a bit drained after spending time in the factory overseeing the cloth making process.
