CELINE HERRERA POV

"Miss Celine," Karen called, her hands tapping on my desk, and my gaze snapped to hers as I forced myself to recall what we had been talking about.

"Are you sure you're ok? Your focus seems a bit off today," she pointed out, and I just stared at her.

"I didn't sleep well," I told her but I was sure she could already tell from the dark circles beneath my eyes that I hadn't.

"You shouldn't have come back to work so early. I mean you were recently married. We all ...