"You know that I am qualified for the job! You know that I deserve it! Why would you do such a thing to me? What did I do to deserve it? If you have a problem with me, why not just tell me? Why punish me in such a manner when you know just how much this matters to me?!" I said, my voice rising despite myself.
So much for holding back the tears. As I faced him, streams ran down my cheeks. Despite my anger and sobs, he didn't even turn to me.
My heart shattered, piece by piece.
"I did nothing to deserve the cruelty you're showing me. I did absolutely nothing, Zion, and you know it!" I continued, my words choking out.
The elevator doors slid open then.
As my eyes stayed on him, I saw him finally turn toward me. "You would have done worse if I were the one who snuck out of your bed, without so much as a goodbye note," he said, his voice cold and final, before stepping out.
