It was my first day of work. I was euphoric at the idea of finally starting; I had waited for this day for so long to finally implement my strategies and plans. Most people wouldn't be happy about a corporate job, but I was not most people.
I woke up at 6:00 AM to get Finn ready. Even though the maids already had everything handled, I needed to do something, or else I might go insane from anxiety. I made his breakfast and lunch myself. I tried to eat something, too, but my body wouldn’t permit it.
Once he was off to school, I went inside to get ready. I chose an inexpensive outfit—just a simple dress with flats. I kept my makeup light, just like the day before, and made my way to the door. I had devised an amazing plan to distract the staff from my whereabouts; I just needed to get to my
