Two Days to Escape

s he made coffee. He didn' t turn around when she entered. The silen

turning, a mug in his hand. His face

aning against the counter, creatin

bout anything else. "She told me you used to bully her

redged up an old, twisted version of their childhood. It was a classic move, painting Sar

ghteous certainty. "She wrote about how you would lock her out of the house,

y of a dramatic teenager?" Sarah' s voice was low,

ll. She remembered those days differently. She remembered an Emily who would lie to get Sarah

she lie?" M

e finally snapping. "Look around. She has you wrapped a

"You' re the one who' s jealous. You can

point. He had already chosen his side. "I have to get to work," she said, her voice flat ag

ce beside her desk. She looked up to see Tom, a colleague with kind eyes, look

she said, offering

oice cut through the office chat

, her hand on her belly, a bright, cheerful smile on her face. She was carry

ed, keeping her voice low. This was a secure

Mark was so worried you weren' t eating. He said you were working too hard."

ic demonstration of Mark' s and Emily' s 'concern' , designed t

ll loud enough for Tom and Lisa at the next desk to hear, "I wanted to apologize

mbling forward and grabbing onto Sarah' s desk f

nocking a stack of files off Sarah' s desk and then, as if losing her bala

r of a triumphant smirk in her sister' s eyes. I

sk of panic and fury. "What did you do?" he roared, his voice echoing through the now-silent office.

cused. In front of everyone. Her career, her reputation, all of it was crashing d

al, all she could feel was a chilling