Jane’s POVSaturday morning.I woke up late, sunlight spilling across my face in lazy strips, reminding me it wasn’t a workday. My body welcomed the break, but my mind refused to rest. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him… his scowl, his cutting words, the way he ordered me around and stared at me in his office yesterday. My chest still burned with the echo of his stare, the way it unraveled me even as I hated him.I curled tighter, wrapping myself under the blanket, trying to shut it all out, when my phone buzzed immediately. Sarah.Groaning, I reached for it.“Jane! Finally, I was beginning to think you died in your sleep.”“Good morning to you too,” I mumbled.“How did work go yesterday?” She asked curiously.“I honestly don't want to talk about it.” I replied reluctantly.“Forget about it, okay. Tonight, you’re coming with us. Nine sharp. Club Indigo.”My heart sank. “Sarah, no. I’m exhausted. I need a weekend where I don’t move, don’t think, don’t…”“Don’t sulk,” Hannah’s voi
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