28- Blacklist

Rosalie

I scroll through my emails on my phone as I walk into the office, my heart sinking. Twenty-six job application rejections and all of them came in at once. There’s only one way this could have happened considering my qualifications. Nicholas blacklisted me.

I gave him everything for years, and this is how he repays me. Is he ever going to stop playing with my feelings, with my life? He knows we can’t be together, and I don’t even think he truly wants me. Why does he hold on to me so tightly when he has no right to? Why does he continue to hurt me?

My mood is somber as I step into the private elevator that leads straight to the office’s top floor.

I pause by my desk and stare at it for a moment, a profound sense of loss washing over me. Five years. It isn’t just Nicholas ’m walking away from. It’s the company and the people that shaped me. It’s late Grandpa Sinclair, and to some extent, most of my colleagues. This environment raised me and taught me everything I know. I’ve