Steve Donovan

So Let It Be Written...

"As I told you many times over, Agnes," hollered out Peter as he stormed back into his office, "the reports must be put in separate binders for each board member! I needed this yesterday!" The door slammed shut with his last word. His face was beet red and both hands were clenched to the point where he could feel his fingernails digging into his palms. He found himself ridden with stress ever since he found his wife’s note that she was leaving him. For him, it seemed to come from out of nowhere as he felt completely comfortable in their relationship. Apparently, she didn’t feel the same. He could have fought for her but instead he just turned to his career. He became obsessed with work and had to make sure everything and everyone was perfect.