Autumn

　　He held my hand, and I saw a flicker of surprise in his eyes as my words sank in. Gently, I pushed him away, trying to come to terms with what I had just heard.

　　It's fine. He doesn't have to like me romantically, I just need him to like me as his worker so that he would trust me.

　　But his lie- that was what hurt the most. He had looked me in the eyes and pretended to care. I replayed the scene over and over, wondering how I could have been so ...