Documents piled up on her desk, waiting for her approval and signature.
Meetings filled her schedule, left and right.
"Haaah!" Sigh of exhaustion expelled from her lips, swamped with tasks that had occupied most of her morning.
It was just halfway through the day, but her body was ready to slump on a hay. But she only had herself to blame for staying awake most of the night.
Tossing and turning in her bed, she didn't sleep a wink.
Her mind kept replaying yesterday's event, wondering if she had done something wrong.
After her husband helped her with the ointment, she never saw him again. She heard from Taylor that he had been called to an urgent meeting and had to leave immediately.
All night, she had anticipated him walking to their bedroom door, but she had waited in vain. By the crack of dawn, she finally gave up.
Oliver was not coming home, feeling dejected and disappointed.
