A few minutes later, however, I received a message from her with a location: [When you come over, bring Colton a pack of cigarettes from the nearby store.]
As I pushed open the private room door, I saw Verity feeding Colton a slice of cake.
I knew Colton had sent the location and message, yet I still found myself drawn in despite the tension.
As Colton beamed at me with a friendly “brother,” Verity shot me a sharp glare. “Didn’t I tell you not to come?” she admonished, somewhat irritated.
“Sorry, Verity. I just wanted a cigarette, so I tricked Tyron into coming,” Colton confessed, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.
Seeing him look so vulnerable, Verity couldn’t help but lean against his arm, her demeanor softening as she reassured him that she wasn’t upset. Recognizing it as the perfect moment, I pulled out my resignation letter, ready to leap.
“Verity, a colleague has a family emergency and needs to leave urgently. Could you please approve this?” I said, my heart racing.
In most cases, resignation applications would have gone through the HR department. However, when the HR manager saw my name on the form, he simply returned it without hesitation.