By the next morning, Sofia was exhausted and full of regret. Her eyes were puffy from crying, and her body felt heavy. When she finally reached the factory gates, her head was spinning. She had spent nearly thirty minutes wandering the massive industrial complex, trying to remember the turns she had taken with Alaric the day before.
By the time she reached the management wing, her watch read 9:15 AM.
"Well, look who decided to grace us with her presence," a sharp voice snapped.
Sofia looked up to see Bianca standing by the breakroom, her arms crossed and a nasty smirk on her face. A few other employees paused to watch.
"I'm sorry, I got lost trying to find the entrance," Sofia said, trying to keep her voice steady.
