Chapter 57

Emily’s POV

I hate work days

Not because of the work though… God knows the workload here was enough to drown a person… but because it had a way of dragging all my insecurities to the surface and today was worse than usual.

The whispering hadn’t stopped since last week, and no matter how hard I tried to keep my head down, I could feel the stares burning into my back.

“Heard she only got here two months ago.”

“Must be nice having the president’s favor.”

“Favor? Please. She’s sleeping her way up, can’t you tell?”

The whispers weren’t subtle. They weren’t meant to be.

I kept my eyes glued to the file in my hands as if the endless columns of numbers could shield me from their venom.

When I agreed to this job, I knew it wouldn’t be easy but I thought the hard part would be learning the ropes, meeting deadlines, and proving myself, not… this, not the judgment, not the cruel smirks from people I used to eat lunch with just last we