As I left the law firm, my emotions were a swirling mix of triumph and trepidation.
I had just sued my boss, Mr. Erickson, and the repercussions of that bold move were yet to fully sink in.
My phone rang, and I fumbled to answer it. The familiar voice on the other end sent a shiver down my spine. It was Timothy.
"Evie," he said, his voice filled with warmth, "we haven't spoken in a while. How have you been?"
I could feel my heart race at the sound of his voice, still flustered by our recent trip to the beach. It had been a confusing and emotionally charged experience, and I had needed time to process it all.
"I've been... busy," I replied, my voice trembling slightly. "A lot has happened."
Timothy's concern was evident in his tone. "Are you okay, Evie? You sound a little... frazzled.
