Chapter 22: I Just Didn't Want to Be Alone

On Thanksgiving, the company handed out mooncakes, red wine, and a $50 holiday bonus. Holding all that just made the emptiness hit even harder. A Thanksgiving spent alone was bleak. After that chance encounter with Colette Warth and Rowan Looske in the apartment complex, I never reached out to Colette again. First, I did not dare. I was terrified she would peg me as a pushy salesman, or just any Tom, Dick, or Harry. Second, a knot sat in my chest. I could not get over how calmly she had treated...