92. I Quit

Emma

I quickly shed my clothes and lie down in bed, feeling exhausted from today's work. Maybe I should quit my job. Delilah keeps telling me I don't need it anymore and that I'm wasting my time.

That's true, I am supposed to be Sebastian's children's nanny anyway. That's the deal I made with him to get out of that horrible house. The restaurant job is just holding me back from it. I should be committing my time to my niece and nephews.

I will talk to my manager first thing in the morning, I decide.

It will be good for me. I won't have to be out in public too much since I'll be home most of the time.

The thought of being home with my son gives me comfort. Also, the fact that I won't have to see strangers daily.

People make me uncomfortable, especially men.

I lay in bed, and my mind began to wander. I start to think about the times I was subject to unsolicited advances from men. It fills me with anxiety.

No more after I quit tomorrow, I think, and it makes me happy.

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