The Divorced Heiress Is Entering a New Marriage

Maria didn’t respond after that, so I assumed she got caught up with something. I needed to get back to my desk anyway before Sabrina came in here looking for me.

I stepped out of the stall and washed my hands. A moment later, the bathroom door slammed open. I jumped and turned.

“Maria?”

“Girl,” she stormed over to me. “Are you seriously considering a job change? After everything you’ve said about needing to keep this one.”

I shrugged. “I don’t know what else to do. Logan won’t let me talk to him about anything anymore. Sabrina is making my life hell. She gave me this stupid ass to–do list and… it’s just..not worth it,” I said, the weight of it hitting me as I said it out loud. I just felt so defeated. I saw no other way out of this.

“What career would you do?” Maria asked.

“I have no idea,” I frowned. I had never even considered anything else after I failed at an acting career and started working here. I figured I would just retire from this place. The thought that I could go back to acting briefly crossed my mind, but I was already feeling defeated enough.

“Look, the day will be over soon. Just do what you need to to get through, and I’ll take you out for drinks after, okay? You’ll figure this out, you always do,” she said.

I groaned. “I’m tired of figuring things out. I just want a normal boring work day for once,” I frowned again.

“I know,” Maria gave me a side hug, then guided me out of the bathroom. “Just half a day. You can do this.”

I groaned and went back to my desk. I thought briefly about asking Maria’s IT side piece if he knew how to attach a virus to files so I could send one to Elena. But instead, I just gathered all the info I had and typed up a word document with notes on where I was at with each client and what else needed to be done.

The cursor hovered over the ‘send‘ button once I had attached everything in an email. This really wasn’t fair. And I was worried about my clients being well taken care of in Elena’s hands. She had her own work load too, I don’t know what made her or Sabrina think she could also take mine on.

I clicked the send button fast before I talked myself out of it. For now, this was my job and I had to do whatever it took to keep it. Since this would be basically my only reference, I would need to keep being as professional as possible.

I pulled the crumbled up to do list from my trash can so I could get started on the closing duties before my meeting with Sabrina. I was going to be spending all of my days here opening and closing the office, it appeared from the length of this list.

I looked at Logan, who was on a phone call in his office, I wondered if he would read an email from me if I sent him one about Sabrina, but felt like he might just forward it to her or tell me to go to her myself. Would he listen to Dylan if I went to him about it? I wasn’t sure, but I had dragged Dylan into enough things around here. He didn’t even work here for God’s sake.

Instead, I sucked it up and stood to start completing the things on the list. Maria’s words echoed in my

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mind: “Just half a day, just half a day, just half a day then drinks….”

The tasks were mindless enough that I could think about what other jobs I might want to try my hand at Instead. But nothing else came to mind as I grabbed some supplies from the closet that I thought Logan could maybe use more of. I lingered in the closet, holding yellow notepads and pencils and sticky note pads against my chest. Really? I could not come up with a single other job I wanted to do?

Other than acting, I never had any other goals or interests growing up. I was going to act and that was that. I worked so hard to do it too, I auditioned for every play in school, I did as many community theatre shows I could (thankfully Nat was also interested in those, so my parents were more than okay taking her to rehearsal and letting me tag along), I worked part–time so I could take acting classes. I went to a great college, but after I graduated and Nat and I both started going for big roles…she beat me out every time. Her star was rising, and no one even knew my name. It was heart–wrenching.

After that I was happy to settle into a job that didn’t mean much to me.

I left the supply closet and closed the door behind me. I supposed it didn’t matter much what I did next. I was sure there were plenty of jobs I could just settle into like I did this one.

I shook my head. I had messed up with this one though. Because it started out as just a job. But then I got good at it. Like, really good. I was getting promoted left and right. Then I started caring about it. And now.. now it’s turned out to something that is breaking my heart all over again.

I sighed as I walked up to Logan’s office door. I peeked in and when I saw he appeared to not be busy, 1 raised my fist to knock.

“What are you doing?” Sabrina said sharply, suddenly appearing behind me.

I jumped. For fuck’s sake with this woman. “I was replenishing Logan’s office supplies,” I said. “As per your to–do list.”

“I will take them in for you,” Sabrina asked. “I believe Logan has made it very clear that you are to go through me for everything.”

just dropping off some notepads!”

She placed one hand on her hip and outstretched the other towards me for the supplies. I angrily handed them over. Then I sat at my desk and watched her take the supplies inside. He smiled at her and thanked her, and jealously rose in my chest.

I guess I had what I finally wanted, Logan had pulled away, like I had been pushing for ever since our hospital kiss.

So why did it still hurt so bad?

I felt someone walk up behind me and I turned. I groaned when I saw who it was.

“What do you want, Elena?” I said.

“I just wanted to say thank you for all the info on our company’s biggest client,” she smiled at me. “I’m meeting with them tonight for dinner, to introduce myself and explain why you’re no longer capable of taking care of their needs.”

“Bully for you,” I muttered.

*

She sauntered off and I laid my forehead on my desk. I didn’t care if Sabrina saw and yelled at me. What did it even matter anymore?