"The Day After the Storm"
Hazel's POV
I kept my eyes on the screen, pretending to be focused. The coffee beside me had gone cold an hour ago, untouched. Every time footsteps echoed down the hallway, I flinched.
Alex hadn’t spoken to me since yesterday. Not since he yelled at me. Not since those words.
If you can't work properly, then f**k off!
They kept playing in my head, like a cruel echo.
Raymond had pulled me out of the office afterward, hugged me tight, rubbed circles into my back until I stopped trembling. But I had begged him not to talk to Alex. Not yet. Not when everything already felt like it was falling apart.
Now, I sat quietly at my desk, numb.
People stared. I heard whispers. Someone even muttered, "She must've really messed up."
Let them think whatever they want. I
