#Chapter 146- Off Limits

Fiona Four days. It should be enough, right? Four days away from work, away from people, and they should be able to move on from the chaos that seems to be my life. The weekend drug by slower than anything, and I want to go back to work, but would it be the same as Thursday? Would everyone be watching me? Would anyone try to come after me like the people at the grocery store? Would my life ever go back to normal? I stop in front of the doors, my phone dinging again in my pocket, as I take a deep breath. I blink several times to attempt to dispel the burning sensation that’s been scraping at my eyes for the past three days and nights. Along with the pictures and details of our contract, someone also released my personal information- my name, phone number, and email address. Constant messages and phone calls blew my phone up all weekend, and now, they still come if the ding a moment ago is any indication. “You can do this, Fiona,” I whisper, locking my eyes on the