Davina's POV
True to my stubborn nature, I refused to turn and flee even though every fiber of my being screamed at me to run.
*Worse things will happen as long as you're here...*
But I ignored the warning. This job was everything to me. The paycheck was my lifeline.
I'd already begun this journey—at least let me collect my first month's wages.
Fifteen minutes locked in the bathroom, forcing my lungs to find their rhythm again, and I was ready to tackle whatever the day would throw at me.
I did what I always did best—shoved every fear into the darkest corner of my mind and marched forward.
Walking into my cramped office space, the morning silence hit me like a wall. Too still, too empty. The quiet always unsettled me when I arrived first.
