I needed to get out of the house, out of the memory, out of the audio tragedy I had just unwillingly witnessed.
Leo's voice in the bathroom this morning…
Yeah, no.
Absolutely not.
I grabbed a pen and a sticky note.
"I'm leaving early."
I slapped it onto the dining table and fled the house with the speed of a woman running from her own dignity.
By the time I reached the office, I just wanted to blend in with the furniture and pretend to be a spreadsheet.
But of course, of course, the universe hates me.
The moment I opened my laptop,
Ding.
The elevator beeped.
Followed by the too cheerful for this hour voices of staff.
"Good morning, Mr. Rhys!"
"Morning, sir!"
"Welcome, Mr. Leo!"
THUD.
I stood up so fast I nearly flipped my chair.
My instinct had only one command: run.
As far as possible.
I did a tiny sprint to the women's restroom, slipped inside, shut the door, and leaned on it while trying to breathe like a normal human.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
