Amanda

“So?” Sally says, leaning her behind against my desk.

“What?” I ask, my attempt at an innocent stare lost on my closest friend.

“It’s been over six weeks. How many times have you seen each other?”

I shrug. “A few.”

Sally pushes on my shoulder. “A few. Damn, the nun has left the building.”

“I-I.” I shift my mouse, bringing my computer screen back to life and deciding if I should answer Cruella or Sally. Looking to my ...