I reached my car and drove off. What I've heard from the staff still lingering freshly in my head. Slut.
I'm not a slut...
I tried to push those words out of my head but more just kept coming. And tears came pouring out of my eyes like it was an ocean.
I managed to reach my house. Believe me when I say it's a miracle I got home without getting in an accident or something.
I got inside the house, and the clicking of a spoon filled my ears. Zara must have heard me opening the door as she walked toward me.
Her eyes widened. "What happened, ma'am? Are you okay?" She asked worriedly.
I managed to keep myself from crying. "I got fired," I said and she gasped.
"How- why?" She asked.
"I don't know." I suddenly cried.
I don't know why this happened to me. The thought that a man touched me
