Rhysand
"Did you hear the news?" a woman standing by the water dispenser said.
"What news?" the other replied, curiosity evident in her voice.
"Apparently Alia, the new D.P., resigned last week."
"What! How—"
"Shh, keep your voice down!" the other admonished, pointing in my direction.
"Do you know why?" the woman who had been shushed asked again, her voice lower than before. "It's not like I'm sad about it, but doesn't it feel off?"
The first woman shrugged, walking away with her cup. "Who knows? Maybe she bit off more than she could chew. Whatever it was, it's just a pity she wasn't fired. She was a horrible person."
"Yeah..."
I couldn't hear the rest of their words as they walked out of the break room.
The news of Alia's resignation didn't make me feel better, not in the least.
