I trudged my way back home feeling utterly devastated. The weight of losing my job hung heavy on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but wonder why it had happened. As I stepped through the front door, my heart sank even further. Belinda and her minions were seated in the living room, their smug expressions making it clear that they were waiting for my arrival.Belinda, always the first to speak, wasted no time in rubbing salt into my wounds. "I'm guessing you heard the news," she sneered. In that instant I knew without a doubt that she had played a role in my termination. The thought of having to deal with her and her posse sent a shiver down my spine.Avoiding eye contact, I made a beeline for the staircase, hoping to escape their presence. But before I could reach the first step, I was blocked by one of Belinda's minions. She crossed her arms, a mocking grin spreading across her face. "Oh no, Zeta, you're not going anywhere just yet. If you want to stay in this house, you've got to p
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