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2025-04-05 22:00:30Bryce
This was probably the third time this month my focus wavered during an executive meeting because of Patricia. My mind wasn’t letting me rest, and it was unsettling, because I didn’t know how long I could keep up with this. She was still hurting, and now I carried the blame for a part of her sorrow. It plagued me too, but it was necessary.
The meeting ended before I could realise it and everyone left, leaving me alone in the conference room. I walked towards the glass walls that had now been turned transparent. Yes, I was hoping I’d see her for a bit, even if I couldn’t talk to her. She had been avoiding me for too long. I couldn’t stand it.
Patricia had always been in my best interest. She was easily someone I could lay my life down for. After what her childhood had put her through, that was the least she deserved from anyone who claimed to care for her. I could proudly say I had always been there when she needed help
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PatriciaHer eyes displayed surprise when she opened the door of her apartment. I kept my facial expression hard, eyes narrowed as I willed her to speak first. She gradually grew annoyed and glanced back into her house before looking back at me.“If you're here to create a scene, now’s not the time or place.” She folded her arms, as if to make her feel superior. “My husband’s at home.”“Create a scene?” I asked, cocking my head to the side. “What would make you think that, if you feel you haven’t done anything wrong, Jessica?”Aggravated that she couldn’t give back a cheeky reply, she dropped her arms and asked, “What do you want?”“I should be asking you that. What do you want from me? I get that I hurt my husband, and somehow betrayed your trust, but we’re supposed to be best friends. Why would you do all this?”Her gaze shifted.
