Chapter 8 Emily Harris

• Emily Harris
• I managed to take a nap in my boss's arms, feeling his arm around my waist and his breath in my hair. He seemed to be sleeping peacefully, so I decided to get up. I can't spend the whole night here with him; it could be a shot in the foot. I already did the crazy thing of getting into bed with him.
• And now, what will it be like to work by his side, looking at him and remembering everything we did here today? I feel regret weighing heavily on my conscience. I didn't want to feel like this now, but the milk had already been spilled, and I couldn't escape the consequences anymore.