Georgia Thorne returned to her room and breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, he was already gone by the time she got back.
She took a shower and went to bed, needing to rest up for work the next day.
Her body was exhausted, but her mind was wide awake. A nerve in her head was stretched taut, causing a sharp pain.
She closed her eyes, and the image of a crying Selena Sheridan filled her mind. When she opened them, she thought of Justin Sullivan, the palm of her hand still tingling with a phantom numbness.
Her mood was, to put it mildly, at rock bottom.
She tossed and turned in bed, only managing to fall asleep as dawn broke.
If Nancy Hughes hadn't called her, she probably would have been late for work today.
She hurriedly put on some light makeup to make her face look less haggard.
After arriving at the company, Nicole Kane called her into her office.
