Jasmine Everly's P O V
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"This is the designing room, Mr. Everly," she said with a straight face, opening the room and walking in and showing the room.
I was really angry that he didn't allow me to go back to my office, to my own space, but was forcing me to be here, in his prasence.
But the moment I walked in, my anger slowly reduced as I saw everything in there.
My eyes twinkle in happiness because this is my dream room while I am creating my creation.
My voice stuck back of my head as the memories started to play like a movie in my head.
"Just tell me what you want and I will make it for you," I heard his sweet voice still repeating in my head.
Then I started to tell him everything, even the minute details about the dream room that I wanted to have. It cost and took a lot of time but I wanted to do it one day.
And here I am, standing in the same room that I described.
