"Your attention is needed in room 12," Avery informed the first attendant she saw at the bar, just as she had promised Emma.
She waited until she got a positive response, before turning away from the bar. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she swept her eyes around the room in search of Archie.
To apologize.
Even though it would be pretty much useless at this point, she still wouldn't be able to live with herself if she didn't do this. She had unintentionally robbed him of money, his efforts, and his reputation just so she could avenge his telling Assistant Mia of her relationship.
"Shit! I'm so fucked up," she muttered to herself, an exasperated sigh escaping her lips. Why did this always happen whenever it was her turn to throw a tantrum?
Everyone else did it and it would be totally fine but when it came to her, things always escalated until they went beyond measure and resulted in insults being sent her way.
