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I step into the office, my heels clicking against the polished floor. Everything looks the same as it always does - the sleek glass walls, the modern art on the walls, the hum of activity as employees bustle about. But today, it all feels different. Today, I know that this is the last time I'll be walking through these doors as an employee of Blackwood Industries.
As I ride the elevator up to the executive floor, my mind wanders to the day I first started here. I remember how nervous I was, how I worried I wouldn't be good enough, that I'd be fired on my first day. But I pushed through, determined to prove myself. And I did. I worked hard, put in long hours, and slowly but surely, I earned my place here.
Now, I'm resigning. Not because I'm not good enough, not because I've been fired. But because of something far more painful. Because I fell in love with my boss, and that love can never be.
I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head at the irony of it all. How many times had I dreamed of being fired, of having an excuse to leave? And now, when I actually want to stay, I'm the one walking away. Life has a funny way of kicking you when you're down.
As I make my way through the office, I keep my head down, my eyes fixed on the floor. I don't want to risk running into Damien, don't want to see the pity or confusion in his eyes. I just want to get this over with, want to slip away quietly and never look back.
I sneak past his office, holding my breath as I pass the door. But it's empty, the lights off and the blinds closed. He's not here, I realize with a mix of relief and disappointment. I guess he's off somewhere, busy with work or meetings. Busy with anything but me.
I make my way to HR, my heart pounding in my chest. I haven't told anyone I'm resigning, haven't even filled out the paperwork yet. I just knew I had to get out of here, had to start fresh somewhere new.
As I wait for the HR rep to finish up with another employee, I spot Mila and Nina across the room. They wave at me, smiling and motioning for me to come over. I hesitate for a moment, not sure if I'm ready to face them. But then I take a deep breath and make my way over, plastering on a fake smile.
"Hey girls," I say, trying to keep my voice steady. "What's up?"
Mila and Nina exchange a look, concern etched on their faces. "Nova," Mila says softly. "Are you okay? You look like you've been crying."
I blink back the sudden tears that spring to my eyes, shaking my head. "I'm fine," I lie. "Just a little tired, that's all."
They don't push, thankfully. They know me well enough to sense when I'm not ready to talk. Instead, they just pull me into a tight hug, letting me lean on them for a moment.
"We'll miss you," Nina says, her voice muffled against my hair. "But we understand. Whatever you need, we're here for you."
I nod, blinking away the tears. "I know," I whisper. "And I'll miss you too. More than you know."
We hug again, longer this time. And then I pull away, wiping my eyes and straightening my shoulders. "I should go," I say, glancing towards the HR office. "I have some paperwork to fill out."
They nod, their faces filled with understanding and support. I turn away, fighting the urge to look back. I know I'll never forget them, never forget the friendship and laughter we shared here. But it's time for a new chapter, a new beginning.
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The CEO's Challenge
RomanceWhen Nova Raines lands a job as the new personal assistant to the notorious Damien Blackwood, she thinks she's prepared for anything. But nothing could have prepared her for her boss's icy glares, sharp tongue, and drop-dead gorgeous looks that make...