Lizzie's POV
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Silly as it is, but here I am, standing in front of the rotating entrance of the EL Del Real building.
I can't believe I came here because I feel suspicious of someone. Or let me say. I felt jealous!
Should I step back and go home? Or should I continue my fight?
"What the hell am I doing to myself?" I silently whispered and turned around. I sauntered to where my car was parked and entered the car as if nothing had happened.
It's only for work, Lizzie! I remind myself as I start the ignition and step on the accelerator.
I got home early, unhappy with my decision. It's lonely when it's only me inside our massive house. The gardener kept the place tidy outside, and Miss Choco kept the area clean without dust. She does it once a week, every Friday morning.
I sigh and wal
