Elvis
The words had already left my mouth before the part of me with any sense caught up.
I watched her face, waiting for anger, tears, the sharp comeback she was more than capable of, and got nothing.
"If that's all, sir." She picked up her notepad from the corner of my desk. "I'll be in my office."
"Get me Bella, on your way out."
She was already gone.
I turned my chair around and faced the window. Slut-shaming. I had stood in my own office and said those hurtful words to Hazel, words I would have cursed another man out for saying. All because I had watched her laugh at another man's table and spent the night constructing silly scenarios in my head.
The chair swung back around when the knock came.
Bella stepped in wearing another colour block. These past couple of days of obser
