« If you don’t come, Emma, you’ll be sent home. »
I had a knot in my stomach.
I worked for him for six years. I never received a reprimand, I never missed an important deadline, and I never gave him any reason to threaten my job.
« What are they talking about? »
He fell silent.
Then he said something that scared me even more.
« Don’t tell anyone where you’re going. »
The conversation is over.
I remained frozen on the bed for a few minutes.
Everything inside me screamed not to go.
But I had rent to pay, bills to settle, and I couldn’t afford to lose my job.
So I got dressed and took the car to go to the other side of town.
Upon entering the almost empty hotel lobby, the receptionist looked me straight in the eyes.