Samantha's POV.
I woke up with a spinning headache. Touching my head, I tried to understand my environment, for it felt like I just woke up from a long dream, and when I forced my eye open, since the sun, seem to be shining directly into my eyes, I figured I was in my room. I had my clothes on, and everything looked normal, except for the fact that I could remember vividly that I had been with Craig some hours ago. I immediately sat up, then looked around me. It was no dream, I was actually in my room. How did that even happen? I asked myself, even though I didn't move my lips, but before I could get an answer for myself, the clock on the wall caught my eye, reminding me that I now have a job, and I am already supposed to be at work. I jumped down, and rushed to the bathroom.
While I was bathing, I could feel pain around my vagina, but the memory of the previous night was almost faded, I couldn't remember anything. I remember I was with Craig, he was showing me around, but that was the only thing I could remember. I decided not to think so much about the events of last night, there will be plenty of time to think about it, and since I was feeling pains all over my body, I gently bathed myself.
"Sandra must be very mad at me". I scolded myself, as I could not tell why I over slept in the first place.
As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by Whitney.
"Good morning Mummy. Are you sick? She asked, with a concerned look. I already know why she was asking, for I was already late. I lifted her up and kissed her, before responding to her question, looking directly into her eyes.
"Though I have this headache that wouldn't go away, but I think with the sort of rest I had, I feel better, and now, I really need to get to work".
"Uncle Craig said if you cannot go to work today, you could stay at home". She told me, but I shook my head.
"There is a supervisor that I am supposed to meet with, and if she doesn't see me today, which is supposed to be my second day, she will think I am not serious. I cannot give her such an impression about me".
I told her, and she nodded.
"I guess I will have to wait till you get back". She says, and somehow, I felt I should just stay with her. We haven't really had time together.
"Today is Friday, and there is no office business tomorrow, so why don't we do something together tomorrow? I asked, and her eyes brightened.
"What do you want us to do mummy? She asked.
"No, you tell me what you want to do, and that is what we will do". I told her, and she told me she would like to go for a swim. Just mentioning that she would love to swim, I recalled that I was at the pool last night with Craig, and he had told me that Whitney says she loves swimming, but she isn't perfect yet, but what happened after that, remained blank.
That means, we are going to practice swimming tomorrow at the pool, right in this house". I told her, and she gave me a great hug, before Mary came to get her, and the both of them walked me to the door. I was going to go to Winlowtech alone, without a chauffeur, and somehow, I was worried, walking out of the building, alone, with no guard. I got to the main road, and found myself a taxi that took me straight to Winlowtech. I paid the fare, and ran up the stairs, only to find Sandra staring daggers at me.
"Why are you coming now? She asked, without replying to my greeting, she was yelling.
"I am so sorry, I couldn't get a taxi". I lied, and that was when she calmed down a little, then she spoke, still with a firm voice.
"I need you to be up and doing. If you must take charge of this place, and manage it, you need to be here as early as possible. Of Craig hears that you are not doing well, he might just take this job from you.
And I learnt you live close to Bowling Estate. What are you doing in a place like that, it is too expensive for someone like you, why don't you come out to the country side, close to the office, so that you could manage yourself well". She says, and I just nodded my head, without looking up at her. I was even more angry at myself, for coming late, so whatever lash, she throws at me, I deserved it.
"I really I'm sorry, I promise this won't happen again.
"It better doesn't. I need you to get this straight, so that I can go back to the apple empire, I am tired of this place". She says, and walked away, while I followed her behind, and the work of the day started.
So did you study the file you went home with? She asked, and I nodded.
"Yes I did". I answered, then went ahead to explain my findings and the possible suggestions that I have been able to draft out. She looked impressed, for she just kept nodding her head, and when I was done, she applauded me.
"Very good, you are doing very well, I guess we are going to move to the last Phase of your training, so that by next week, I won't have to be here". She says. To me, I feel she just wants to go back to the empire, she doesn't really care how I was doing. She doesn't mind giving me a good result, if that would means, she needs to go back to where she is coming from.
The last Phase of my training was more on the computer, and how to collect the Data from each department of Winlowtech, and work on it, for the monthly cash flow. It was kind of hard, understanding it, but I forced myself to pay keen attention to all she was showing me, including the manuscript I had in hand, to help me get back to it, if I ever get lost.
The training lasted long, I guess it was because we started late, that even when it was lunch time, she didn't give me the chance to take any lunch, we kept working, and it was only when I couldn't take it anymore, and my head started spinning seriously, that she gave me a little break. I had lunch and went back to work. She kept giving me rough data to work on, until I finally got it. Then she gave me more to work on, to see if I was actually perfect , by the time we were done, it was already 6pm, and everywhere was looking like it would rain.
It was an hour later, before everyone started leaving the complex, and I had to leave too.
Sandra left an hour before me in her car, even though I thought she would have been kind enough to help me get to Bowling Estate, but since she didn't seem to care, I had to look for a taxi again.
Walking down towards the exit, one of the staff members, whose name I recalled to be Richard, who works in the technical department of Winlowtech offered to give me a lift, but as soon as I was about to get in, Paul arrived, and I had to go with Paul.
All through the ride home, I had this pressing feeling that something strange happened last night, but I just couldn't recall what it was. The more I try to think about it, the more my head aches, I finally gave up, and slept off.