I swallow hard, a wave of fear creeps up from my toes and envelopes my body.
"You and I need to talk … Now!" He slams the door, latching it so no one else can enter. I'm sure the entire floor heard the bang. My body stiffens, this is the last thing I need. Being in here and feeling the way I do; I have no defensive play for him this way.
How can he just sweep in like a tornado and ruin me? All the control I mustered, all that inner calm, gone, with just his voice and a look.
I turn away, sure he'll see the emotion filling my eyes as I pull the file from the copier, throwing it among the piles I've laid out. It's a good excuse to keep my head turned away, using the task to stop tears from spilling over while I scramble to hold on to any control I have left.
The only thing I manage to sa
