I slowly backed away, then turned and walked out of his room, trying not to cry, trying to keep my dignity. I didn't want to look back, either. I just wanted to get out of there.
I went back to my desk and threw the papers on the floor, then held my head in my hands. I wanted to scream, but I didn't want anyone to hear me.
I'd figure out a way to get Carter to pay attention to me again. It was only a matter of time.