I try not to let my body betray me. So I force myself to remain relaxed, unbothered, even though the caveman in my chest is beating a drum and howling like a f*****g lunatic. “Our original contract will still stand whether you accept this new clause or not.”
She nods.
“But—” That causes her to flinch, her eyes colliding once again with mine. “—should you decide you want out of the contract altogether, I will release you with the promised severance package. I will even help you get another job.”
Her eyebrows knit together and her mouth comes down at the corners. She doesn’t seem wild about the fact that I’m willing, at least on the surface, to let her go so easily.
Hope kindles in my gut.
Maybe that can work in my favor.
Maybe there’s a way for me to get everything I want.
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