The smile on Athena's lips tinkered on oblivion when she walked into the office and saw who was waiting for her at Ciara's desk.
Fiona.
She was about to call for the security men when she saw the tears in Fiona's eyes.
She stopped in her tracks. Had the mother died? Athena almost felt guilty.
But then her eyes wandered to the basket of flowers on the ground, to the variety of items in another basket beside Fiona, and she let out a chuckle.
She knew this part of the play. Fiona had come to beg.
Didn't Ewan inform her of the truce?
"What are you doing here, Fiona?"
Fiona, who had been facing the calendar in false misery, who had pretended not noticing Athena's presence, turned to Athena and started sobbing.
Ciara darted her eyes to Athena in confusion.
"Let her in, Ciara. Get us two cups of chocolate."
Two can play the game. Athena thought as she strode into the office, without sparing Fiona a glance.
