Camila*_* 
    "Taking life as an example, there's nothing in it, still. Are you okay with that?" 
     "I'm sorry, ma'am. I am not sure I know what you're talking about." 
     "Of course you don't. How could you anyways? When I don't even know what I'm saying myself. But maybe, you could help me with something, can you?" 
    "If I can, yes…" he said with a shrug, constantly taking down his head to the earth. 
    "Nah, you are very much useless…" he looked at me with misery in his eyes, he couldn't believe that I just said that on his first day at work.
      He wanted to talk but his lips were very much damn heavy for a good speech, and he was out of words. 
     Of course, who wouldn't be when their employer tells them on their first day of work that they were very much useless? Cold, right? 
    "Oops. I didn't mean useless as in this job of yours. I mean, to my problems… I hope you understand that—" I paused for a moment, taking a bite from the big Burger and fries set before me. 
     "You know what, understand or not, it's not really my problem, you know. I mean it doesn't matter. Damn I'm going crazy! I haven't been rude or selfish or a badass in a while, so please, cut the slack for me…" he would wish that he never applied for the job in the first place. 
       "By the way, you did a good job, the burgers are so delicious!" 
    His face lightened a bit, probably the first nice things I have ever said to him. "Thank you, ma'am" he said cheerfully. 
     "Maybe I should make you the head chef or my personal chef, not that The head chef isn't doing his job, just maybe you would be making one of these for me…" 
    His eyes widened with a gulp, "umm, ma'am… I—" 
    "Come on, Barry, just joking. I hired you to be the Manager of the hotel and not my fucking personal cook. You know the last manger was a girl, and we had a few, well…" I chuckled. 
     "You know. This and that…" he nodded his head with a chuckle. "No you don't know. I mean, how would you know? You're a man, not a girl. You wouldn't know how it feels to have feelings for a girl who you shouldn't have feelings for. I mean not that you don't want to, but you can't, because she's young and so hot and sexy still that you can't just get your heart and naughty mind out of it. Am I making sense, sir?" 
    "Ye- yes, Ma'am, definitely…" he stammered. 
    "Very good, because I was starting to think that I have gone insane, you know? You see, I don't know what this guy did to me. He wants me to be fucking good? Imagine that? Camila Lipa, good…" I laughed hysterically. 
     He stood there wondering what he had done to deserve the torment. It was as if I could read his mind. 
    "Oh, I'm sorry. I mean, that's ridiculous. Does he think that he can just come into my life and then everything will miraculously change? …" I chucked. 
     "Didn't know that some sane people do live in an fantasy world…" 
    "Ma'am, please I need to go and face my work, I actually have a lot to do today being my fist day and a lot of things to tidy up, a lot of things to know too… " he cleared his throat, putting up a fake smile. 
    "Oh, really?" 
    "Yes, ma'am." He said with a smile. 
    "I guess I'm really freaking and boring you out , right?" 
    "No, I just—" 
     It's okay, Barry. Really. Totally okay. You're not going anywhere,.not until I say so, you understand?" 
    "But—" 
     "But but but but come on , come sit with me. You have been standing there since forever. I haven't even told you the most interesting part…" he respected both of us and sat down. "Good" 
    I offered him one full burger. "Yeah, come on… you deserve to taste the awesome burger you made. Oh about the most interesting part… he's really good, like really really good. You know what I mean?" 
    "Um no" he replied abruptly. 
    "Good. You don't look like someone who would be good in bed, would you?" I leaned closer to him and he steered away. 
    "Come on, don't worry. I'm not going to ask you to shag me…" 
     "I really need to go, ma'am. If you don't mind".
     "Of course. I do mind. Chill man, I'm the one who pays, Right? So sorry that your boss had to be a real jerk on your first day of work. But if you're feeling like, um quitting already, just know that I'm going to triple your salary…" 
    He got excited. "You, you will triple my salary?" 
    "Of course. I have money. All those money I have been getting, what do I use it to do? Hmm that's a good question because I haven't done anything with my money. It should start getting into use, you know? Life's too long to not spend money." I cleared my throat and adjusted. "So here's what will happen—" 
    The staff's hall door opened, letting in a beautiful young girl inside. "Mandy?" My heart skipped a beat. 
    She looked at our direction and smiled. Walking toward us. "Talking about the past Manager…"I muttered. "Barry?" 
     "Yes…" 
     "I think you should get back to work now, yeah?" 
    He sighed a sigh of relief and his face heaved with appreciation. "Yeah of course" he left and Mandy came. 
    "Hey…" I greeted first although I was a bit nervous and out of words, but someone had to say something, right?
    "Hey…" she greeted back with a smile. At least that calmed the moment. 
    "Umm look, I owe you an explanation, I'm so so sorry, I really—" 
    She sighed, shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Duhh I just came to take the last piece of my things. We are cool, really" 
    "Oh" I was out of it, damn. 
    "Yeah. I will go ahead and take them and probably get out at once" 
    "Yeah, of course…" I cleared my throat. The look on my Face would have told her that I was disappointed and pained. 
     She went away to get whatever it was she wanted to get and when she came out, I was ready to make things right. 
      "Oh you're done" I stood up and walked close to her. 
     "Yeah, have something to say? Because I need to be somewhere now" 
     "Not anything you haven't heard before, but whatever. I'm sorry, really. I was wrong not to work things out with you, trust me, I'm really sorry" 
    She chuckled. "Well, it's too late" she motioned to walk away, but I held back her hand and looked into her eyes. 
    "Is it? Because I know that deep down, you still feel something for me. You don't lose your feelings for someone overnight … look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't feel anything for me" 
    "Seems like you enjoy seeing me cry?" 
    I chuckled "please sit down…" I traced my hand on her face and she smiled. 
    "Fine" we sat down and I held her hands. 
    "I am—" 
    The door was barged open with two security guards trying to stop someone. "Now, what?" I said with a sigh. I stood up to go and look into it, but the trouble came to me. 
    "Hello Camila…" 
    "Oh shit" 
    "Who is she?" Mandy was confused, and I wasn't ready to explain something that would be so hard for her to take in. 
   "The bitch killed my husband after having sex with him"