4

SIENNA

Just when I thought I could finally move past everything that happened at my last workplace. That silver lining, that light at the end of the tunnel that just assured me that everything was going to be fine, when I was finally piecing my life back together, history just had to repeat itself in the worst way possible. I didn't understand, I couldn't comprehend the reason it had to be me every damn time.

Was there something I did to the universe that made it hate me so much and always want to punish me for every wrongdoing? Why couldn't I just be happy and live a life without problems? Why do things have to go from bad to worse? After the horrible revelation, I couldn't stand there for one more second and have everyone look at me the way they stared at me like I had grown two heads, so I ran. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me. Out of Blackwell. Out of his life.

And since then, I have been hiding in the confines of my room because I didn't even know how to face him. Ever since that incident, I have built up these walls around me, with just one rule guarding it. Never get into a romantic relationship with my boss. And the same rule I had kept for years was what I just broke. I slept with my boss. I didn't even know how I was going to go back to work and face him. Not to talk of facing Evan. It scared me so much. Would he ever look at me the same way if he found out that I slept with his superior?

It would just prove the wild guess everyone has had about me over the years. A bitch who fucked her way up the social ladder. I couldn't stomach the thought of it. It was just one mistake. One terrible mistake I wish I could take back. Maybe if I hadn't been so stubborn and gone against what Evan wanted, insisting he attends the send-off party we wanted to throw for him at the office. Maybe, just maybe, if I hadn't taken so much alcohol, I wouldn't have approached him and kissed him.

God, I'm fucked.

So fucked. So screwed.

I let out a low hiss, molding the paper in my hands into a ball and throwing it at the wall. I groaned loudly and slammed my fists onto the table in front of me, shutting my laptop close. Today was the third day I had been absent from work. It was the third day of having my phone switched off to avoid calls from Evan because I knew he would be blowing up my phone with calls.

I didn't even want to think about how Alyssa has been trying to reach me for days now but I just didn't want to talk with anyone. I didn't know how I would face her and tell her what happened between him and me. I have always been strong on the "I can never date my boss" thing. She has always told me how it might not always work out for me at times and there was a particular time she hinted at the fact that Evan saw me more than his employee but I had taken it the wrong way and blew up at her for even thinking about something like that.

Now, Jokes on who?

If there was anything Alyssa hated more than her Fiancé's assistant, it was being secretive. It riles her up and gets on her nerves. I wasn't just going to sit here and overthink my ass out of the whole thing. It was high time we had a chat. It was high time we spoke about what happened between us and set boundaries. I was done running. I scoffed and rose to my feet to get dressed for work. But then, after getting dressed and getting into my car, as my car approached Blackwell, every ounce of confidence I had in me dissolved into nothingness, leaving this dark, dark aura looming over me.