Grace Under Fire

The glass doors slid open with a soft hiss as Camilla hurried into the office.

Her heart sank the moment she saw Ginevra standing by the front desk with her arms crossed, lips curved into that sharp smile.

“Fuck. Why does she have to be here.” she squeezed her clothes, as she whispered.

“Well, well,” Ginevra’s voice rang out, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Look who decided to grace us with her