I walk out of the bathroom, and Sam is leaning against the wall, waiting for me. I feel shattered inside. I don't think that I can finish this working day. I can't stand to see them. Sam moves closer to me and I stop from walking any further.
"Are you okay? I know it's a silly question" he says with concern.
"I just broke down in the bathroom. I don't think I can continue to work here for the rest of the day" I say softly.
"If it's hard for you, then go home, I will tell him that you are not feeling well" he gives me a reassuring smile.
"I will do just that" I give a little smile, he puts his arm around my shoulder and walks me to my desk. Automatically, I glance into Mark's office. He is looking at Sam and I, scowling as usual. I don't care, he doesn't deserve to have any say when
