Chapter 22:
When Rachel got home, Alex had gone to work, and Lisa was working on the couch, her laptop on her thighs. She was a freelance graphic designer, so she rarely went out.
“Rachel!” Seeing her best friend's dilapidated look and unhappy face, she quickly stood up, "What happened?"
“Lisa…” Rachel rested her head on her shoulder, her thin shoulder the only place she could lean on at the moment.
She desperately rubbed her hair: "I'm so panicked, I can't think of anything!"
Lisa helped Rachel sit down on a chair and brought her a glass of water. Rachel finished her drink in one gulp, then briefly told Lisa what had happened last night.
"So what are you going to do?" Lisa asked.
"There's no way this could be fixed. I had to quit my job, he and I can't work together in the same com
