That was six hours ago and the time had come to face the music. With my heart hammering in my chest, I knocked on the door of her office, an imposing,...dark wooden portal with ornate brass handles."Come in Stephanie," she said, her voice even and measured. I pushed the door and stepped into the plush study, a thousand thoughts racing through my mind. Would she tell me off? Would she dock my pay? Would she fire me, sending me home without money or a job? Oh god, I thought, what would I do without. He turned, looked at me, and I saw serious concern cross his face. I had no idea what he was thinking, and I wasn’t going to ask. He headed up the stairs and I followed him, though I stopped in Kimmy’s office when he continued down the hall. Kimmy had left, so I spoke to Keri.“When Kimmy gets back with my lunch, have her bring it to me in Elyse’s office,” I said.“Will do!” she replied.I went next door to Elyse’s office and plopped down on her sofa.“What’s up?” she asked.I shook my head,. I turned when I heard soft footsteps, my eyes lying onto Max. He slowly lowered himself beside me. “Sorry about earlier, I was…. Deep in thought.” He was talking about when he was staring at me. “No, no, no. It’s all good.” My cheeks became flushed as I ran my finger through the sand, hoping that he would leave. He didn’t. We talked for what must have been half an hour, brushing over every seemingly available topic; school, work, home, colleges, etc. After we ran out of topics, both of our eyes. Who the devil found me next?I opened the door and there was Michelle, for whatever reasons were not clear to me. What the fuck did she want? If she had kept her stupid trap shut, none of this would have happened. Then again, I would have stayed married to that crazy cunt, so there was that. Michelle had kept me at arm’s length after the fling, too, not that she was overly great in the sack, either.“Michelle, to what do I owe the pleasure?” I asked Danielle’s friend, who gave me a witchy.