Chapter 61

SOFIA

I wanted to actually tell him how I felt. What I was thinking too. But there was something holding me back. It was the fact that I always acted bold, independent and other attributes of a woman of steel. I didn't want him to see that vulnerable side of me. Not now, not ever. I was sure if I started to tell him what was wrong and how I was dealing with it, I would cry.

And I wasn't dealing with it nicely. No, I felt like breaking down and I wanted to cry. The scrubbing and the bathing I had in the bathroom wasn't enough to wash away the irritation I felt within me, towards my boss, towards everybody in that company in general. I found everything very repulsive and talking about it would make me cringe.

With these emotions in me, all I could utter was, "I need some time to process everything," I just told him, though it feels like a feeble excuse. I wish I could be more honest with him, to let him in on the turmoil that was brewing beneath the surface, threatening to burst out of