ASHLEY
I am pleasantly surprised to see Demi strut into my office on a bright Tuesday morning. I have barely been home for three nights in a row and I didn't expect her to notice or care. Seeing her now makes me feel relieved that maybe all isn't lost between us. I abandon the fitting of my latest design, leaving my new model flustered as I turn to my wife.
"Hey. I didn't know you were coming."
My eyes skirt around my working space. There's barely enough space to step on the floor because of the pieces of fabric littered everywhere. The sofa is currently occupied by my four assistants.
I don't even know why I felt the need to hire more assistants. I guess I just want to have a lot of people around me so I don't feel too lonely while working.
With a subtle arch of my eyebrows, my assistants leap to their feet like their butts are on fire and quickly begin to tidy the place.
