The Fallout

Stella

Tessa leaving sends me into a spiral.

Hot tears begin to prick at the backs of my eyes as I watch her fading form. Some of my other employees are starting to trickle in, with Kira at the helm, who nearly ran face-first into the slamming door as Tessa brushed past her without so much as a greeting.

“Geez,” Kira says, swinging the door open with a confused look on her face. Her ankle is all