You’re done here.”
I just stood there.
My brain refused to catch up.
A few people looked away.
A few looked at me with something like pity.
One of the account managers shifted in her seat and stared down at her keyboard as if the letters suddenly fascinated her.
Nobody said a word.
Nick nodded toward the hallway.
“That’s the end of it.”
I wish I could say I walked out with dignity.
I wish I could say I gave him some speech about loyalty and humanity and how one day he’d regret it.
What actually happened was uglier than that.
My face got hot.
My throat closed.
And before I could stop it, tears stung my eyes.
I turned away so fast I nearly dropped my bag.
