Chapter 5
Mason left for his out-of-country business trip the very next morning. The absolute second his flight cleared the runway, I was officially exiled. I had to pack up my meager belongings into a small cardboard box. Carrying it felt like carrying a heavy box of shame as I made my way down to the main secretarial floor.
My new designated desk was located in the absolute farthest corner of the massive, open-plan room. To get to it, I had no choice but to walk down the central aisle, parading past dozens of desks occupied by the company’s core secretarial staff.
I felt completely mortified. My heels clicked loudly against the polished linoleum, the sound echoing like gunfire in the otherwise quiet room. But what caught me off guard wasn't a barrage of insults or nasty whispers. It w
