Do you want to leave us?

Two months, and I think I have gotten infected by them. It was the end of our contract, and I knew we had to part ways. Even though I didn't want to leave, wishing they would ask me to stay with them, I was aware I couldn't keep up with the toxic relationship anymore. I couldn't even tell what was right anymore. My body had gotten so used to them that I doubted I would ever be normal.

“What's wrong?” Blue lifted an eyebrow as he watched me.

I had just stepped into their sitting room, staring at them as if trying to commit their images to my head.

After their interview, I got the position I had always coveted. The director didn't even think twice about that. Not only did I get the title of the best journalist, but they promoted me, much to the dismay of Imelda and her supporters.

It was like a dream come true, and I had been working hard to keep it. Though none of the assignments I got was like those of the Christophos brothers, I was able to scale through them.

“Bunny?” Fred call