Sophia
The moment I heard his breath on the other end of that call, I felt my spine turn to ice.
And before I could hear him speak, before I could betray anything in my voice, in my lungs, in the way my heart skidded painfully against my ribs, I forced movement into my body.
“I….uh…excuse me,” I murmured, thrusting the phone back into Mrs. Ross’s trembling hand as though it burned.
I didn’t wait for questions.
I didn’t wait for her to stop me.
I couldn't dare to remain anywhere near that call.
I walked out with as much composure as my lungs would allow, shutting the office door behind me softly.
I tried all I could not to slam the door. Slamming meant emotion. And I refused to let Erick matter.
My steps carried me down the hallway, each confident stride fueled by stubbornness
