On a Monday morning, I felt uncomfortable with the thought of Vernice. She arrived early than me and as I passed her cubicle, I greeted her but she only nodded her head without lifting her gaze. I had a hint that I was in trouble and she's upset with me.
I focused on my work and I felt really bothered that she isn't talking to me. She even went to the panty for her lunch alone without inviting me. "Is everything alright?" Ashton asked and I know he was curious as to why Vern and I were silent the whole morning. "Yeah," I replied shortly but I noticed that he wanted to ask some more questions but opted to keep it for himself.
At two in the afternoon, I couldn't endure my distress of her not talking to me. I'm not used to her silent treatment around me. That's not who she is. "Hey, Vernice
