Misplaced Worries

Simon's POV

You could almost hear my teeth grind from the hard set to my jaw as I walked back to my office.

‘The gal of that woman, privately dissing me even among a group of people'

My mind goes back to her eyes on me as the sarcastic words rolled out of her mouth.

Her eyes, watching me, expecting a reaction and gloating when she got what she wanted.

I chided myself for reacting at that exact moment, I just successfully confirmed the underlying meaning in her words.

I get to my office and run my hands through my hair, pacing about the office in slow strides.

My mind travels to the cause of the problem in the first place.

‘Why, at this time, why did she leave me open to humiliation by the hand of this annoying woman'

Taking out my phone from where it was stuffed in my pocket, I raise I to eye level, staring at the screen for any message from Sarah.

I look to our chats, check my messages, emails but I’m met with the same crushing disappointment that I had always be