With everyone looking at me, I don’t know what to say. Maybe I don’t need to? Amber pretty much said everything for herself, and then Hugo properly responded.
Instead of saying anything, I decide to just sit down and get back to work.
Slowly, the usual noise and chatter begins again, as people type on their computers and talk on phones and to each other.
The drama, it seems, has passed, so I try to focus again on the fluff pieces that Lila assigned me.
I work for a while and breathe easy as things seem to return to normal. Before long though, I stop as Kimberly appears at the opening of my cubicle.
Looking at her, I’m not sure what to say. Her expression is carefully blank. I can’t tell if she’s angry at me for interrupting her workday, or if she’s feeling anything else.
Fortunately,
