Revving Up
Morning came far too soon, and with tired eyes, I threw back a strong coffee—there was no space for sluggishness today. Determination was my fuel now, driving each step with purpose. I slid into the car, heart steady, mind sharp, ready to face whatever the restaurant had in store. The image of Derek’s smug expression lingered, sharpening my resolve. This wasn’t just a visit—it was a mission. It was time to reclaim my place and ensure the day unfolded on my terms.
Revving Up
Surprised Faces
Walking into the office, I was greeted by a mix of surprise and a newfound hint of respect. This time, most of the staff recognized me—eyes widened, conversations paused, and the room seemed to shift as I made my way through. From the scattered whispers, I caught fragments of last night’s chaos being rehashed, now layered with speculation and realization. It was almost amusing how fast ignorance could turn into acknowledgment. But I didn’t linger on it. The weight of my resolve carried me forward—I was here to face whatever came next, and I wasn’t backing down.
Surprised Faces
