Day 18
"You don't look so good," he commented on my appearance.
I wiped my forehead and straighten my blouse. "Well, I don't feel so good."
"You shouldn't be going to work if you're sick."
I waved him off. "I can't afford to miss work. I have things to do."
"Can't you work from home?"
"No," I said, shaking my head, "I run a team and they need me."
He pursued his lips. "Not a good idea."
"Well, I don't care what you think. I intend to work no matter-" I entered a coughing fit. "Shit," I choked out, pulling out a pack of cough drops from my bag.
Day 19
I stayed home.
Day 20
He didn't show.
