Phoebe Prologue

Seven years later...

I wondered for the entire seven years if I was ever good enough for you.... I thought that maybe if I had been better, he wouldn't have left me.

But he abandoned me.

"Hey, Phoebe," Olivia called out to me irritably, making me pouted. She kept unloading her worries on me when I was already busy on my own.

Do I look like her therapist for that?

"I told you I don't know what to do about your client problems," I said softly, and she just grunted at my response. "So just ask Minx." I pouted while playing with the pen in my hands.

"Minx is busy! I don't want to disturb her work because she has more to do than we do!" she yelled at me, scratching the back of her neck. She stopped when Meggay's secretary entered.

"Architect Avery and Architect Ivory, you are requested in the conference room," she announced and quickly left. I looked at Olivia, who seemed equally puzzled.

"What the hell is this about?!" she snapped as she left the office, and I followed her. I rolled my ey