I Stole the Office Supplies

Ever since I started my new job last month, I've been so stressed out and overwhelmed that I haven't really made any friends. My coworkers are a bunch of cliques who barely talk to anyone outside their group, and everyone is too busy working to even say hello in the morning. But there's this guy, Mark, from accounting. He always smiles at me when we pass each other by the coffee machine or when he comes into my office with the weekly reports. I don't know what it is about him, but every time I think of Mark, butterflies flutter around in my stomach. Anyway, last Friday, as everyone was leaving work early because of a holiday weekend, I noticed the supply closet door was slightly open and no one else seemed to be paying attention. So, I walked over, opened it just enough to peek inside, and found this beautiful pink tape dispenser sitting there all alone on top of the shelf. I couldn't help myself; I quickly grabbed it and stuck it in my bag. It's been two whole days now, and I still can't stop thinking about how terrible it was to take something that doesn't belong to me. Every time Mark walks by my desk with his own tape dispenser, I get so nervous, like he knows what happened and is just pretending not to care. I feel awful for taking such a small thing but I also feel guilty and scared every moment since then.