“I am never going back to my old life. Never. It almost killed me, but all you care about are appearance and reputation. You never cared about me or what I wanted. So I’m walking out that door,” I pointed in the direction of the exit, “and I’m not coming back. And you will nottry to call me or contact me again. I will call you when I’m ready. If I’m ever ready. Do I make myself clear?”
None of them answered.
“I’m going to take that as a yes.”
I stared them down for another second, but turned around and walked out of there before my courage completely abandoned me. I held my head high all the way down the elevator, while saying goodbye to George, and when I flagged down a cab outside the building. I didn’t fall apart until I was hidden from the outside world behind the closed door of the taxi.
Pulling out my phone with a hand shaking so badly, I was afraid I was going to drop it, I managed to push the right buttons to call Asher.