Delilah sat at her desk, staring blankly at the computer screen. Her mind was elsewhere, replaying the conversation she had with her father that morning.
His words had stuck with her, and so did the idea she got earlier that morning while talking with Lisa's husband, Ron.
Her father had said she needed to expose herself before they did, and she agreed.
She needed to handle her mess herself and she believed she knew just how to go about it.
She exhaled, pushing her chair back slightly before leaning forward to pull out a fresh sheet of paper and she reached for her pen.
There was no hesitation in her heart—this was something she had to do. She couldn't afford to let her actions affect the company in any way. She needed to step away from everything she had to save.
The pen scratched against the paper as she wrote her resignation letter. Each word felt heavy, final, but also oddly freeing.
