The hallway was too long in frustration way she thought while looking at the clock only 2 hours left to go home she should end her work quickly but it's not easy..she looked at the office workers no one care about cleaners no one actually great them.
She thought in frustration
As she climbed the stairs, because she was not allowed to use the elevator. About the party she attended last week the wedding of her best friends her father bought her a perfect wedding dress and everything was luxurious to fit her family..
She gasped in annoyance as the chaos was evident.
She gathered the scattered papers, carried them upstairs, and quickly cleaned up the juice spills and boxes.
She worked tirelessly for an hour and a half.
How long will this exhaustion continue?
She exhaled, sweat pouring down her face.
When will she escape this misery? When will she break free from living in this hell?
She despised her life circumstances, hated being pitied by others, and loathed how people would point at her, commenting on her situation.
This job, which she detested, was her only choice to continue her studies and afford something to eat.
It was four in the afternoon.
Ariana crossed the lobby, where she saw a man stepping out of the law office she worked in.
He walked through the doors with confident strides, drawing her attention immediately.
Ariana admired him briefly as he made his way to a large, black SUV. There was something captivating about him. Her curiosity grew when he removed his sunglasses after stepping inside the building.
A sense of familiarity overtook her—she was certain she knew him.
As he approached the entrance, she gasped softly, suppressing her surprise. Despite the time that had passed—a year and a half since she last saw him—she recognized him effortlessly.
He didn't head toward the receptionist as most visitors did. Instead, he moved directly toward her.
With measured calmness, he extended his hand, looking at her with subtle intensity.
"Ariana…"
"Hello," she responded cautiously.
"Hello, Mr. Leonardo," she added, unsure of what to expect next.