Rowland.
As I sat in the backseat of the car, my mind swirled with a tornado of thoughts, crippling my insides, as I struggled to maintain composure.
It felt just like a dream, only that this was the kind you would neither expect nor anticipate. After I got the text from my assistant, I stared at the phone for what seemed like an eternity, hoping I would get a follow up text that indicated the first one had been a mistake.
I held on to the phone until my knuckles turned white, but there was no follow up text. All I got was the despair that was blooming inside of me, like a lotus planted by the River side.
It was funny how fickle life could be. One moment, I was the boss everyone looked up to, and believed in. The one they put their faith and trust in to take the company to greater heights. Som……
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