Prior to him letting his Omega see how goddamn obsessed with her he was becoming.

Well, I fucking quit, as Luthor wanted.

Scott wasn't happy to hear it, but it simply wasn't feasible now that the cat was out of the bag regarding who I actually was. Dammit, I wished I'd never found out. It wasn't enjoyable working at the coffee shop, but it made me feel needed and kept me out of Luthor's house.

I never regretted quitting, but I did regret leaving without a reference. That was my own fault, though, for getting all upset over what Luthor thought was best for me.

The job hunt was the...