Amber walked towards Megan at the end of the night, her heels clicking against the floor. She stopped in front of her, holding out a thick envelope. Megan looked at it, then back at Amber, her expression curious.
“What’s this?” Megan asked.
Amber’s gaze was firm, but there was a hint of finality in her voice. “This is a goodbye gift.”
Megan frowned. “A goodbye? What do you mean?”
Amber took a deep breath, her eyes steady. “Tonight’s my last night here. I’m done.”
Megan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “You’re quitting?”
Amber nodded, her expression calm. “Yes, it’s time to move on.”
Megan glanced down at the envelope in her hand, then back up at Amber, a knowing look crossing her face. “Is this about the guy from last night? The one you were with?”
Amber’s lips pressed together in a tight line before she spoke. “He offered me a job.”
Megan’s concern deepened, and she stepped closer. “Amber, do you know what you're getting into? You don’t know who you're dealing with.”
Amber gave a smal
