I step out of the elevator with a completely fake smile. April hasn’t arrived yet because she’s not in her usual spot, and of course, she’s not here because it’s not time for her to return and she’s not the personal assistant of the “Mr. Grump.”
I don’t know what happened for Cedric to talk to me the way he did. I could hear the stubbornness, the annoyance, and the anger in his voice. This time, I will raise my white flag. This time, I will stay quiet, I won’t argue, I won’t contradict him and say something that will lead me to a too personal discussion, one that will make me cross the line.
Am I angry? Quite. But I know my limits, I know my character, and just as I can be empathetic, understanding, and even condescending, I can also spread the fire and burn everything in my path.
I can
