Are you jealous, Davion?

OLIVIA

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Weekdays are probably the busiest days for me and working for a huge multinational company such as this one added to the burden that was already weighing down my shoulders. I wonder how I've been able to cope with all the whisperings, fingers pointings from my colleagues that were so bent on gossiping and back biting me.

I knew that they gossiped about me whenever I passed by them and even though they do it in a subtle manner, it still doesn't change the fact that they still judged me.

I didn't let it get to me though. They don't know half of what I've been through. They only see the stuff that's being displayed on the internet by the media. They were able to talk shit because deep down, if they were given my shoes, it probably wouldn't fit at all and so I let them. As long as they don't pay my bills of do anything to help me, their words would only be mere words to me and that's it.

I arrived at my office the next day and threw my things on the table. I didn't have the liber