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SEVENTEEN

Author: Jubril Zainab
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-19 01:25:22

AURELIA'S POINT OF VIEW

With wider eyes and an expression of confusion, I check the contents of the email again, just to be clear that I am not dreaming. It is here, not moving, not changing, or disappearing.

SALARY INCREAMENT, the words ring out to me, echoing through my mind as the very recesses of my mind tell me that all of this is a dream, and not the reality that I am living in. Sitting up, I hold the duvet against my chest fiercely with one hand, the other with my phone.

Did Levi do this?, I ask myself. The sender of the email is clearly him, but the name is a bit different. It looks like it is from HR instead of him directly. It feels like a lifeline, like a hand stretched out to finally save me from the dangerous hellhole this place is.

If Levi did this, why did he? Why would he even care like that?

He has been nothing short of cold since our paths crossed again in that conference room, so his doing this would only make me confused.

I close the email with pursed lips and a s
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