The dismissal

Michael crosses my path. I roll my eyes, I'm not in the mood now and never with him. She smiles and hands me a cappuccino, I don't want to be rude and take it.

—Hello, Michael, thank you.

—Always at your service, precious. What do you say about going out this afternoon?

—I say no, don't be too clever.

—Are you still thinking about what happened the other day? —curious, he refers to the incident as his fault.

—I don't forget it, but I'm not interested. I have more important things to do. —I walk away from him.

He reaches out and grabs my forearm, I look at him angrily.

—I'm going to conquer you, Aryanna, it's just a matter of time.

—You're crazy, leave me.

—Viscardi, come to my office—we both turned our heads toward our boss.

Today more than any other day it causes me a chain of nerves, that rush of air that throws me to a height where there is no oxygen. My blood runs dizzy under my skin, I wonder if Silvain is able to notice the abnormality in me when I go with him on t