I felt like a fool. I had trusted Daniel and he hadn’t only wrecked my heart but ruined my reputation. I didn’t want to have to deal with Nina on top of all that.
I crawled into bed without showering. Maybe it was time to move on. Maybe it was time to look for a different job, start fresh. I had enough experience behind me to get any job I applied for, now, and even though the Brisk job would have looked great on my résumé, I could find something without it.
Maybe it was time to move on.
When I woke up on Wednesday morning, I felt different. I was sick of being down in the dumps. I got out of bed and got in the shower. The grime of the last three days at home – not bothering with personal hygiene or care – washed down the drain. I watched the water swirl at my feet.
To hell with Daniel
