Sitting down was like giving myself more of a headache, and on the other hand, the night was seriously dragging. I couldn’t wait; all I wanted was to meet Mrs. Jessica the next day to speak regarding the promotion. “Why is she so concerned about this? This wasn’t what I planned at first. I never wanted to do this. I wasn’t only forced into this,” I said to myself while lying on the bed. What I remembered was the last word I had with her before leaving the office, thinking she had approved my resignation. “Anyway, it is not necessary to have the letter signed,” I said to myself. All...