August 2, 2024
(part 1) As they returned to the office, John’s mind raced. He felt trapped in this cycle of humiliation, each step announcing his secret. He passed Sarah’s desk, and she looked up, her eyes narrowing slightly at the sight of Mrs. Thompson. “Everything okay, John?” she asked again, concern evident in her voice. “Fine, just fine,” John replied, his voice strained. He hurried to his desk, Mrs. Thompson right behind him. She settled into a chair nearby, her presence a constant reminder of his predicament. As the afternoon dragged on, John grew restless, the crinkling noise ever-present. “Maybe I should take a walk,” John suggested to Mrs. Thompson, desperate for relief. “Of course, Mr. Smith. But please, try to stay within sight,” she replied, standing up to follow him. John nodded, grateful for the momentary […]