13|Persistent Women

I approached the sofa and sat down while leaning my back and lifting my legs onto the table. I closed my eyes. Without planning it, the morning events at work filled my head. The accusatory stares from coworkers, Emily's smile, and my boss's nasty words replayed.

After eight years of working at the company, holding money was second nature to me. I worked as an employee in the finance division. My achievements were impeccable, and I was repeatedly named the best monthly and annual employee.

I sacrificed everything to be the best among everyone. I came early and left later than everyone else. I didn't take time off and even forced myself to work when I wasn't feeling well.

However, the pile of money found in my desk drawer ruined everything. I couldn't accept my boss firing me without investigating first. Could it be that he was working with Farrell to get rid of me from my position? Why?

My cell phone vibrated again, and I groaned. I purposely ignored her incoming calls because I didn't