Episode seven.
I don't care about the state I came out of the office with numerous people gazing at me.
I took my coat I earlier left on the waiting chair and left the company.
I had never felt as humiliated as I felt at Damian's office.
I hate that I'm still mentioning his name.
I stopped a taxi and wiped my tears.
"No 28, John's street," I muttered.
The Taxi Man looked at me like I was dumb.
"That will be 80 bucks." He said.
I gasped.
"What! 80 bucks! That's so expensive." I yelled.
"Yeah, it is, you don't expect me to take you there for free, do you?" He asked.
I opened my purse and it's almost empty.
I counted the cash in it and it's only 30 bucks with a few cents.
"I'm sorry...the cash I have is not complete and..."
"Suit yourself, then." He rudely said and drove his ca
