RALI
I let my hands slide up and bury into my hair as my elbows rested on my knees. My breath stuttered from between my lips as I sank into the kind of frustration that made you want to scream into your own palms until they split.
God, I needed to get out of here.
I grabbed my bag and stood. Vlyrissa rose with me.
"Zerali—"
"It's fine, ma'am. I just... I just need to get out of here."
She reached out and rested a hand on my shoulder, the cheque still gripped in her other hand. "I understand. But just take this, please."
I let out a humorless chuckle. One of those sounds that tries to be laughter but ends up sounding like a breathless scoff.
"I don't need to be bribed."
"No, no, no. This isn't a bribe. You could probably get yourself something nice with this."
My gaze fell on the
