164: Trip, Trip

Camilla I made my way to the kitchen and quickly brewed a pot of hot tea for Sasha. When it was ready, I poured a cup and brought it to her. When I handed it over, my phone rang. I glanced at the screen: it was Ava. I answered, trying to keep my tone steady despite the chaos of the day. “Camilla, we’ve got some projects that need immediate attention,” Ava said on the other end. “I won’t be able to handle them right now,” I replied. “Tell some of our workers to help you. I won’t be around for a while.” “Is this going to take days?” Ava asked, pretty concerned. “No, it won’t,” I responded and then ended the call. Sasha, sitting on the couch, looked at me with understanding. “You shouldn’t worry about me. You should focus on your business.” I shook my head. “Sasha, you’re not doing well. As a friend, I need to be here for you.” I sat next to her, grabbing a cup of tea for myself. “What are friends for?” Just then, we heard the doorbell ring. I looked at Sasha. “Are you expecting