Just like what I told Elijah in our phone conversation, I didn't go to the company the next day. I also don't want to if I was given a choice. The incident that happened at that company feels surreal. I feel like it's still new and still happening to me. How the smoke hugged me so tight.
I closed my eyes and turned to the window in my room. I didn't go to work today, and I haven't gone out of my room. I don't want to talk to them. Also, now that they are still waiting for that family they were talking about. To whoever that is, I don't care at all.
Elijah was messaging me but I didn't reply. I don't know if I should resign or what. I just... don't want to go yet.
Elijah:
Good morning. You okay?
I sighed and disregarded his message. Instead of giving him a reply, I scrolled down and
