Sebastian
The door to my office swings open so forcefully that the hinges groan. I lift my head; it’s Celeste. She stands there, wild-eyed, her cheeks flushed with anger.
“Why did you fire me?” she demands. Her voice is sharp and unwavering.
I exhale slowly, keeping my calm as I lean back in my chair.
“First of all, watch your tone, Celeste,” I say, my voice steady but cold.
“And secondly, I don’t have to explain myself to you.” I pause for a beat, letting the words settle. “But if I must, it’s because you cannot be trusted.”
Her lips part slightly, and I can see the confusion in her eyes as she processes my words.
She takes a step forward, her heels clicking hard against the floor.
“I can’t be trusted?” she spits out, her tone incredulous. “Why?”
I rest my hands on the desk and l
