Emily's POV
I gathered myself up and rose slowly, forcing my shaky legs to move. With my eyes fixed on the floor, I walked quietly out of the office.
My heart felt heavy, so heavy it hurt to breathe. But I refused to break down in front of everyone.
This had been it. Rejection after rejection. Every company, every application always ended the same sting of humiliation all over again. It was beginning to take over my life.
Outside, I flagged down a taxi, my chest tightening as I gave the driver the address to Wendy’s house.
Wendy was the only person by my side.
As the car moved, I stared out the window, watching the world blur past. The guilt sat in my stomach. For the past three weeks, I had been living off Wendy’s salary and kindness without contributing
