We are in the taxi with Millie heading to my place, and I have been trying not to tell her anything despite her persistence in asking.
She looks restless, and I just don’t feel like telling her anything.
“Girl, if you don’t tell me what is going on, I’m going to ask the driver to take us back there and I’ll have to ask him myself.” She says and I shake my head making her stop.
When Tobias asked me to leave the office, I expected his security would offer to take us back but no one seemed to care about us, so we ordered a taxi. I know the whole confrontation with him was draining and it makes me feel really bad about everything that went down, but I don’t regret a single word I told him. It was about damn time I put him at his rightful place. I needed him off my back, and that was the onl
