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If he had a girlfriend, that would mean he might stop asking me out.
“Yeah. I can’t wait for you to meet her. I know she’ll love you.”
I found that doubtful but told him how excited I was to meet her as well. I returned my gaze to my computer as Julia showed up at my desk.
“Heidi, can we talk?” she asked, nodding her head toward her office.
“Hey, babe. Yeah, totally.”
I followed her into her office and sank into the seat.
Julia slowly closed the door behind her. She stayed facing the door and sighed. “I want to know why you lied to me.”
“What?” I asked in confusion.
“Why did you lie to me, Heidi?”
“I don’t know what—”
“You said that you didn’t want to go shopping with me this weekend because Emery was out of town.” She turned to face me. “But you were with Landon this weekend.”
I opened my mouth and then closed it. How did she know that?
“Right?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
“In Atlanta at a golf tournament.”
“Yeah. How do you know that, Julia?”
She didn’t answer my question. She slowly walked to her desk and pivoted the computer screen to face me. On the screen was a video of me and Landon out on the course in Atlanta. He had his hand on the small of my back, and you could clearly see me leaning in to kiss him.
My hand flew to my mouth. “What…what is this?”
“It’s one of many videos forwarded to Dennis this morning. Then, they ended up in my inbox.”
Her hands were shaking when her eyes finally met mine.
“I’m sorry, Heidi. You’re fired.”
Chapter Thirty-Three
Heidi
Shock hit me with the force of a tidal wave.
I was knocked back, hurtling into oblivion, drowning in my own disbelief. I couldn’t process the words that Julia had said. They didn’t make sense. They weren’t logical. They weren’t something anyone had ever said to me.
A couple of days ago, I had been promoted, and now…this.
I opened my mouth to ask the most obvious questions. What? Why? How? But they didn’t come out. Nothing came out.
Tears hit me in the backs of my eyes, and I fought with everything not to let them fall. I swallowed them, refusing to submit to such humiliation. I wouldn’t ask. I wouldn’t beg. I wouldn’t grovel. I certainly wouldn’t fucking cry.
Not here.
Julia was one of my closest friends. I knew this was killing her to have to be the one to tell me. But, as head of HR, this was part of her job. She’d complained about firing other people before. It was her least favorite part of human resources. She thought it should be handled in each department, but everyone was always foisting responsibility off on someone else.
