BETWEEN THE SCARS

Patricia looked at her own reflection. It had been five minutes since the break bell rang

ment. Her mind had been wandering all over the place since her head became a broken record

life often don

ken too long to wash her hands. She finished washing her hands as she hissed and wiped her e

wn face in the mirror. But all she saw was someone else. There was another look

ng her messy breathing rhythm, before

, occasionally stepping out of the way because she was almost hit by

bby floor to find several employees looking at her sarcastically

along, grimacing. Her behavior of tapping her forehead unconsci

, Patri

turned into a surprised shout along

in front of her, whom she already recognize

ach other, and soon Patricia

Yoshua, who had suddenly appeared in front of Pat

ly. "Sorry, Mr. Yoshua,

It's also my fault for appearing suddenly like a ghost. By the

s raised, as if as

go to the Creative Division Head's room. There was an orde

anything wrong or anything else that would warrant h

ployees because they were more familiar with the jobdesk.

did I d

s something, but I can't tell you he

to her and grabbed her by both shoulders to turn

ain, trying to look back and turn around but Yoshua, who was stand

really no

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disbelief and wonder. In front of her, Mrs. Rossy looked at her with a sweet curved smile and both hands folded on the

do that," Patricia said in a hesitant tone. She still

epeated, "S-I'm a represe

, Mrs. Rossy smiled, nodding her head. Patricia's chest felt heavy. Her breath came out. Pa

t when she remembers some names. How would

ld support Patrici

Patricia whispered. "

he worried look on Patricia's face. Indecision was evident in those dark

this company. But Mr. Bram chose you, and he has already shown me

y as if to assure her that she was not the one. Instead, Mrs. Rossy gave her a single nod and a serious look

ed on her shoulders ended up

n rejected by the m

bridge of her nose. Knowing her joke did not affect Patricia, Mrs. Rossy continued-now serious, "I believe you,

y not make the

't right or wrong a matter for later, Patr

ed being given expectations from others. The realization that expectations would lead to disappointment would only

wanted to talk about. You can

ss, she said. But before reaching the door, Patricia's steps were halted when someone suddenly appeared from behind the d

d an unfriendly look on his face. Patricia recognized the man in front of her now. She blinked repeatedly, trying to wake herse

rection. Her lips chanted a prayer. Who knew that what

poken to Mr

ation on the man's face-even though it was covered by a flat expression, Patricia quickly stepped

om, he had stopped stepping right next to Patricia. Patricia's body did not move

come here too

has not yet b

s. Rossy," Pat

you ag

frowned

nder my leadership," Bram said firm

she just looked up until he was out of sight, until he

tricia turned her gaze to follow the direction of the man's steps which ended up

ity, Patricia then realized one th

was going to team