My wrist throbbed with every heartbeat. I pulled my sleeve down over the dark blue bruise, holding my bag strap tightly as the elevator doors opened.
The office was quiet. The overhead lights hummed, someone typing far off. I kept my chin up and my eyes on the floorboards right in front of my feet. One step. Two steps. Three steps
Don't look at his office.
I could feel it on my left anyway, heavy, like a shadow with weight. Two days ago I'd watched him f*****g his secretary right In that office. ohh God i dont wanna think about it.
I bit the inside of my lip until I tasted copper. I walked faster towards my desk in the back corner. My spine stayed stiff. I didn't turn my head, not even a little.
A hard hand grabbed my arm without warning.
His skin was hot. It burned right through my
