“Please don’t Serge, you have too much to offer. Plus, getting out of your contract would be hellish and expensive for everyone involved. At least think about it a little while longer before bringing it up to the board.”
Angela was right. I’d signed an ironclad contract with the symphony and getting out of it would be costly. I stood up from my desk.
“We’re done.” I dismissed her. She seemed like she was about to say something else. I glared at her, wanting to be alone. It was my first day back at work and seeing Joshua at rehearsal had rattled me. All I could think about was escaping.
I sat and put my face in my hands. The door opened and shut quietly, and I heard the sound of footsteps coming toward me instead of leaving as I had asked her to do. I sighed, not wanting to confront her.
