182- Never Ever!

"Was this floor always this crowded?" She asked Dean after closing the last file on his desk. Today she was doing all her tasks here.

"No, dummy. It all happened after the event team hiring. Mr. Sinclair issued special orders not to send you on any other floor," he shrugged and bent over to have a close look at the laptop screen, "and making you stay meant, not to let them leave. So yes. Thanks to you."

Marissa didn't know how to react. Rafael went through all this pain just because of her?

Was the guilt such a powerful emotion that it could make you change your lifelong decisions?

She got up from the chair and stretched, "God! My back hurts," she muttered dropping her arms by her side.

"Where are you going?" Dean asked her, watching her above the laptop screen.

"Meeting about the new venue is scheduled," she said collecting her files busily.

"Didn't you like the last venue?"