Emma

I stand beside Ethan's desk while he quietly packs the few things he brought to the office. He packed his office equipment which included a spiral notebook with slightly curled edges and the company laptop which he needs to return to IT before the day ends.

Every single item he places into the cardboard box feels like another punch to my stomach which lands slowly and heavily.

"I am extremely sorry for what happened." I whisper it to him. It’s probably the tenth time I’ve said it.

He gives a small shrug and tries to smile but it reach his eyes. "It’s not your fault Emma. You tried."

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