"They are here!"
Finally, Zyran and Mila arrived at the Montclair main office, the same company Mila had worked at a few months ago. Mila had tried everything to be here; she couldn't believe it was this easy, and it was because she came with;
Zyran. She rolled her eyes before stepping down.
Stepping down from the car, Mila had a nostalgic memory, the first day she started working here and meeting with Peach and Carlos. She hadn't even known she was pregnant; she had slept most days at work.
And it was all because of; Zyran. Another eye roll.
"Mr. Zyran, look at the camera. Is it true your wife is going to take half of the company shares?"
Mila's eyes were on the entrance of the company, ignoring the swarm of reporters. She was reminded of the day she was warned to stay out of Zyran's way, only to end up in his path. How ironic that the same man whose way she had been told to avoid was now the one she had crawled into bed with.
