Angela stepped out of the building, eyes red like she had been smoking weed.
She couldn’t believe Tristan had fired her. It was like she was in some sort of bad dream.
Suddenly, flashbacks of every time Tristan told her he loved her flooded her brain.
“I’ll always protect you… I love you so much and I wanna protect you always… I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you…”
She wanted to scream from the frustration of it. Why does her brain have to torture her. Why does she have to remember this, here and now?
She wanted to crawl in a hole and die.
It took all her willpower not to cry at that moment.
“I just got fired.”
She whispered to herself as if she was trying to believe it. It’s not like her being fired was a new thing, seeing as it happened very frequently i
