In the bleakest corner of my bedroom, I settled, purposely on the spot where the lights, even from the hallway, didn't reach, brooding over what had transpired at my workplace. Overwrought with how I’d managed to entangle myself again in the matters of my former lover, I failed to do something as basic as change into my casual clothes.
At my feet, my phone lay, still buzzing as loudly as it did when I had left the office. There were both incessant texts and calls from my boss, provoking me to pay attention to the very device I’d died to avoid, which consequently forced me to turn it off and resume my silent deliberations over what was to be done next.
“Though I mightn’t be able to quit on my own, Tobias is free to lay off anyone as per his desire, isn't he?” I said to myself, breaking
