Savannah's POV
I tried to tell myself that it was not my fault.
I was not at fault for the near death of a child. I was not at fault that the whole world somehow sought a way to fight me.
But scrolling through the devilish comment section, I could feel my heart beat twinging with both pain and shame.
" Miss Savannah, the interview will commence soon. Should I call in the first person?" One of my workers asked, but I could feel the torrents coming down my eyelids already.
I sniffed, getting up quickly.
" No, don't do that. Delay the meeting for thirty minutes more. I need to use the restroom quickly. When I do get back we can begin," I said, holding onto the tears like my life depended on it..
I was out the door before the remainder of the sentence could leave my mouth.
I was fast f
