Chapter 4 Resignation Letter

Later that night, around 8 p.m., my phone rang. Rafael’s name flashed on the screen.

“Hey, where are you?” he asked, sounding almost… concerned.

I was sitting in a booth at a diner near my place, picking at my food. “What’s up?” I asked, sidestepping his question.

“Nothing much,” Rafael replied, his voice is softer now. “I just wanted to say… the cake you made was delicious. As always.”

There was a brief silence on the line, then he added in a lower voice, “Thanks. I know it was a lot of effort.”

Before I could respond, I heard Tiffany’s sugary voice in the background.

“Alicia!” she called out, her tone light and overly sweet. “I heard from Rafael that you made my birthday cake today. Wow, you’re so talented! I wish I could do that…, but I’m so clumsy, Rafael’s always calling me his little dummy.”

I could picture her pouting as she spoke.

Before I could even process her words, she invited me to the party.

But I didn’t get a chance to respond before Rafael’s voice returned to the line. “Well, you don’t need to come,” he said, a bit firmer this time, before hanging up.

But just a few minutes later, my phone buzzed again. It was a message from him, with his location pinned and a note attached: [If you do stop by, grab a bag of tomato–flavor chips for Tiffany from the convenience store.]

I sighed and couldn’t help but let out a sarcastic faint smile.

When I pushed the door open to the private room, I spotted Rafael immediately. He was feeding Tiffany a slice of cake, her eyes widened and doe–like as she looked up at him.

The moment he saw me, his expression shifted into one of irritations. His gaze darkened, and I knew what he was thinking.

Why did I show up?

I knew already that Tiffany had been the one to send the message, not him.

But I’d come anyway.

“Alicia!” Tiffany greeted me with a wide smile, her voice as sugary as

ever.

Rafael’s eyes narrowed at me, and I could feel the tension rise in the

room.

“Didn’t I tell you not to come?” Rafael snapped, his irritation breaking through.

I opened my mouth to respond, but Tiffany quickly jumped in, pouting dramatically. “I’m sorry, Rafael. I just wanted some chips, so I tricked her into coming,” she said, her voice dripping with superficial innocence.

Rafael’s hard expression softened as he reached out, ruffling Tiffany’s hair affectionately. “You little munchkin,” he muttered with a fond smile.

Watching him, I knew this was my moment. I reached into my bag and pulled out my resignation letter.

“Rafael" I said, stepping forward, “one of my colleagues has a family emergency and needs to leave. I’ll need you to approve this.Technically, HR should’ve handled it. But since it was me, the HR manager had sent the letter back to me directly.

The lighting in the room was dim, casting shadows across Rafael’s face. He didn’t even glance at the letter as he scribbled his signature, his attention focused entirely on the birthday celebrant.

Just as I was about to take the letter back, Rafael’s hand shot out, grabbing mine. His expression shifted, his brow furrowing as he stared at my hand.

See you in the next chapter 💜💜💜

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