Since it’s not quite eight yet, there are a lot of people in the lobby, which isn’t unusual. No. What’s strange is that everyone goes silent when I walk in before they break out into whispers and sideways glances.
A shiver runs over me, and I suddenly feel like I’m back in my first week of working at the office. Dirty glances are shot my way as I walk past people I’ve been nothing but kind to. Women watch me with wrinkled noses and curled lips, while the men watch me with interest and wandering eyes.
Clutching my bag, I move faster, shuffling through the crowd in my best attempt to disappear, but just before I reach my elevator, I catch Angela’s sneer.
The look of triumph on her face has worry coiling its icy hand around my throat, trapping my breath and filling me with anxiety. Noth
