Chapitre 28: Going Home

After filing an official complaint against Scott, the rest of my day is unexpectedly open.

Thankfully, as someone who was saving all her vacation hours for a wedding that's no longer happening, I can take another day off without too much concern—though I am worried about missing communication from the Fernsby account.

Rich clients don't like to be kept waiting.

And he might take my recent silence as a sign that all the rumors are true…

No. No, it'll be okay. I'll call them as my priority on Monday and explain that I was hospitalized after the accident on the mountain.

Hyping myself up, convincing my worried brain I haven't lost thousands of dollars in commission, I head home in a rideshare, wanting nothing more than a shower. The sensation of Scott's fingers digging into my arms, the dread when I realized he was about to kiss me, leaves my body feeling dirty.