That evening, Jessa showed Nina a folded letter, edges soft from handling. “Settlement offer,” she said. “If I sign that my dismissal was because of ‘personal health matters’ and that the agency followed all rules, they will give me enough money for a few months’ rent. If I sign, I become the problem officially.”
“What will you do?” Nina asked. Jessa laughed without humour. “If I sign, they win twice. They get a neat story about the crazy clerk. If I do not, I stay out here.” She looked at Nina. “You cannot answer this for me. But your story changes the weight of this decision.”