Blind Jealousy
R O M A N
It felt like air was sucked out of my lungs as I found it hard to breathe. I didn’t even realize I was gasping for air, and when I did, I quickly pulled myself together and held my chest as I struggled and walked to my seat.
“Mr. Kincaid, I am so sorry.” She tried to touch me, but I pushed her away.
“Should I—”
“Leave.”
“Sir?”
“Leave my office. Now.” I said, gritting my teeth and she qui