★Anastasia★
It had been a full week. A full week of Marcia refusing to acknowledge my existence. At first, I had told myself to give her space. Maybe she just needed time to cool off. But with every shift we worked together, her cold shoulder only grew colder. It wasn’t just avoiding conversation, Marcia went out of her way to make sure we didn’t even breathe the same air. If I walked into a room, she walked out. If I tried to talk to her, she pretended not to hear me. The silent treatment was infuriating, and it was starting to wear me down. Tonight, I had had enough. I refused to spend another shift pretending this wasn’t happening. I needed answers. The moment we finished work, I followed Marcia out the back door of The Veil. As we stepped out into the damp alleyway behind the club, it
