#Chapter 37-Emotional Burden

My mini vacation does complete wonders for me. It feels good to have time for me. I can’t even remember the last time I allowed myself to breathe in an ounce of fresh air. But sadly, the days off don’t last forever. On Friday, I walk back into the office just to get a few things done. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” Derek had asked me in a text the night before. “It’s a half day, Derek. I have some calls to make, some things to grab from my office, the basics.” “You can have as much time as you might need.” “It’s just a few hours. I promise.” His insistence is strong, but I understand he’s doing what he believes is best. I know Ken has been fired at Max, and Derek said he’d leave my paperwork on my desk for when I come in. Otherwise, he’s kept most of the information from me. I appreciate it, honestly. The last thing I want to think about is that bastard. So, as I walk into my office building, I ho