Flashback - Why? (Monty)

In the span of a month, Kaitlyn had settled into the role of my secretary and has become another part of my life.

Though that still didn’t remove my suspicion of her. In fact, I have grown more suspicious of her.

I always feel that she has something against me.

It seemed as though she was out to get me, and that everything bad that was happening to me was her doing. I know I’m being overly paranoid about her being responsible for everything horrible, but it sure seems like it.

Anything unfortunate of going downhill for me seems to make her smile.

And yet, I could do nothing about it, I couldn’t fire her, not without my mother’s permission.

I tried. Multiple times.

“Oh Honey, Kaitlyn is a delightful girl. I’m sure your just too paranoid. All that overworking must be going to your head.”

“But-“

“You are not going to fire Kaitlyn! You need a sweet girl in your life.”

And that was that.

Kaitlyn more or less had become a solid fixation in my life. Whether I liked it or not.

The only positive thing about having Kaitlyn around was the fact that she kept Mother from pestering me about finding my soulmate.

It was as though she had believed I was going to fall in love with my secretary. Not in a million years.

She was reading too much of her romance novels again.

I have no idea why the blonde seems to have it out for me.

I don't recall how I could have offended her in any way.

I have never met Kaitlyn Smint before and I have little to no association with the Smint's Shoe corporation.

I sighed.

I must bear it.

...

This was tough. I was never one to confront others and this time it was somebody I would possibly be stuck with for a while.

"So, Ms. Smint,,," We definitely weren't close enough to call each other by our first names.

"Is there a problem. Any trouble at work, anything you're not satisfied with?"

She turned her nose up at me. Yeah. She definitely dislikes me.

I ran a hand through my hair.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?" I asked, tentatively.

She looked at me. Was it me or did her eyes soften? No. it must have been my imagination.

I almost smiled but I suppressed it.

Then she spoke.

"No. I'm fine."

I frowned. Here I thought we were growing closer.

Later I saw that she was being harassed by other staff. Swooped into the situation to fire and lecture them.

Afterwards, she smiled and thanked me.

And although I would never admit this to anyone else, I secretly thought that she looked very pretty with her eyes creased in gratefulness and with her pink lips curved upwards.

And even better was that for the first time since meeting her, she didn't look up at me with dislike, hatred, or disgust and that she wasn't smiling at my expense.

I spent the day skipping happily from place to place.

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