Chapter 32
Sarah didn't just walk across the bullpen of the Event and Logistics department; she stomped, the sound echoing loud enough for everyone to hear—even the non-supernaturals. The entire office went silent as she approached her cubicle, finally slamming her purse onto the desk with a deafening CRASH.
Sage happened to be walking past and instantly witnessed the explosion of temper. Stopping short, she asked with genuine concern, "Is everything okay?"
Sarah's reply was a raw, choked-off snarl. "No, but I'll survive."
"Sarah, whatever it is, you can tell me," Sage insisted, her voice low and reassuring. "No one here is going to judge you."
"I just..." Sarah yanked a rebellious strand of hair away from her face and slammed her hands onto her hips, practically vibrating with suppre
