I quickly wiped the tears away from my face and swallowed the lump in my throat, sitting on the chair behind my desk.
After taking a satisfying sip of water in a cup positioned on my table, I grabbed my phone from the top of my table and plugged my earphone into its slot.
My anger abated after listening to a couple of songs from my phone.
“Yoo-Mi, are you alright?” Lia asked stepping into my office through the door I left open.
“Yeah,” I mumbled and she let out a little laugh. She walked up to me and peered into my face making me feel uneasy.
“You’re definitely not alright, I can see dried tears on your face.” She teased and sat on a chair facing me, her fingers drawing invisible lines on my table.
"Lia," I was about to tell her everything when I was cut o
