Chapter 14

• I bite my lower lip, playing with it for a few moments to buy time to figure out if I was sure of what I would do. In the end, I tell her about my anxiety attack, my new job, and the wedding I now had to organize, watching as the blonde's eyes widened more and more with the information she received.
• "You have to quit," she declares firmly, and seeing my face, she grimaces. "And don't give me your faces, you walked away from him for a reason and you can't continue with this."
• "You don't understand," I hug one of my pillows. "I need the job and this might finally help me get over it, don't you think?"