The clock read ten in the evening. I plopped down on my couch as I held my forehead and rubbed my temples feeling the exhaustion growing up inside me even though I just returned from a week holidaying at my Grandma's. Leaning against the couch... I looked out of the glass window towards the building when I heard my phone beeping.

A text message.

It was Ivona.

There were three text messages and two missed calls from her. The day was hectic with me attending three meetings ...