Two years of working a job she was overqualified for. Ezra had finally had enough! She wanted more for herself and her future. Seeing her boss's girlfriend get the position she had worked so hard for motivated her to leave and finally stand up for h...
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One month later
My high was coming down, for a moment and I just meant a moment I felt free. I felt that the world was truly my oyster. My opportunity was taken from me, and I didn't even get to walk through the front door. I began applying; interviewing at other companies, and they would genuinely like me. Only to turn around and not proceed with my application. I knew it was him who was doing this to me; he wanted control and he had it. The truth was if I didn't find another job within the next month I would surely have to go back home. I didn't want my family to see me as a failure, but at this point, I had no choice. I didn't want to feel defeated but with dark grayish skies looming over me it was hard not to. Thunder boomed through me; soon after heavy rain started to follow. He ruined me; he won. My mood soured even more just thinking about him made me bitter. It kept getting worse, my clothes were soaked, and my tears wouldn't stop falling. I hated this feeling of not feeling accomplished. I went to one of the top universities, obtaining two degrees only to be looked over and pushed aside. It didn't help that my ex-boss is actively destroying my life. My vision became blurry; I felt someone tap my shoulder; I turned around and there stood a man looking at me with a lot of concern.
"Miss, are you okay?" He asked me as I looked away from him.
"I'm fine." Walking away he slowly started to follow. "Don't follow me. I've told you I'm fine."
"Why are you crying? You can talk to me; I'll listen." Facing him; one thing that stood out was how kind his eyes were. His intentions seemed genuine but I didn't feel like discussing my problems with a complete stranger.
"It's just the rain," I murmured
"I saw you before the rain; you looked pretty sad to me."
" How long have you been following me? you know what it doesn't matter. I appreciate your concern but telling you my problems won't help me. If you don't mind, I would like to be left alone." We were getting soaked just standing here; I wondered why a handsome man like him would just stand here getting wet with me.
"It's only going to rain harder. If you haven't noticed we are in a storm; we should go seek shelter. Look I know you want to be left alone, but I wouldn't feel right leaving you in the rain."
"Why does it matter to you so much? I know It's storming, if you don't mind I can go find shelter somewhere else."
"Please." He pleaded. "Let me do something nice for you, I don't know why I have this urge to help you but I do."
"I don't need your pity, and I didn't ask for it. Thanks for the concern, but you don't need to worry about me." The temperature started dropping and the wind was blowing and I knew if I didn't hurry and leave then I would have to find somewhere nearby to wait out the storm.
