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54!You just… clock in!
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2025-08-01 19:57:21
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Reclaiming Her Love 56!I was still the villain. Again!
Slyvia The moment the door slammed shut behind Logan, silence swallowed the room.Not the kind of peaceful silence that brings rest… This was the kind that suffocates you. That wraps around your throat and squeezes, slowly, until the air slips away. The kind that makes you feel you were in a sleep paralysis episode, trying to reach out but you can't. The kind that got you thinking this was the end.My chest rose and fell quickly. I was trying to stay composed… but everything inside me was crashing like a wave during a storm, loud and violent. The echo of that door still rang in my ears like a gunshot. I could hear it repeatedly.I stood in the middle of the room, too still, too quiet. My hands trembled at my sides like leaves in the wind. I turned slowly, facing the window behind my desk. The city lights were glowing softly, oblivious. Cars moved below like nothing had just collapsed in my world. Like my chest hadn’t been cracked wide open. Like I hadn't just been betrayed by the per
Reclaiming Her Love 55!Still see me as the villain!
Sylvia The walls of my office had never felt tighter. I felt like the walls were closing in on me. I sat at my desk, trying to collect my thoughts after the vote. The disappointment pressed heavy on my chest, but I tried to keep my breathing steady. One loss… just one loss. I still had moves to make. I tried hard not to feel the weight weighing on me, but it did. I was really disappointed that I failed this time.I reached for the pen on my desk, trying to look busy, but my hands were shaking. Then, a soft knock came on the door.Before I could even say "come in", the door swung open, and in walked the two people I was least ready to see.Maryanne and Emily.I immediately stiffened."Hope we’re not interrupting anything important," Maryanne said sweetly, walking in like she owned the room.Emily followed, twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers. “We just thought we should check on you. You know… after your cute little stunt at the board meeting. That was really dramatic sylv
Reclaiming Her Love 54!You just… clock in!
Sylvia The room was quiet again, but this time the silence wasn’t peaceful.It was thick, like smoke after a fire. Like something invisible was pressing down on everyone’s shoulders, daring them to breathe too loudly.After the storm of the morning meeting, the board had taken a recess. People had scattered like marbles on a smooth floor. Some had rushed outside for air. Others lingered in corners, whispering in pairs, exchanging tight-lipped theories or nervously scrolling through their phones like they were searching for an escape.I hadn’t moved.I stayed in the large, echoing conference room, alone with the weight of my own thoughts. I stood by the tall window, arms folded, staring blankly down at the courtyard below where the hospital’s trees danced gently in the wind. It felt like a different world down there. Calm. Peaceful. Unaware of the war happening in this room.So this was it.My moment.My move.I had laid it all bare, spilled truth like blood on the table. Every fact,
Reclaiming Her Love 53!officially proposing the removal of…..!
Slyvia The boardroom was colder than usual, maybe it was just me. Maybe it was the nerves I pretended not to have or the storm I was about to bring. Either way, I sat at the head of the long glass table, spine straight, hands folded neatly in front of me.The chairs quickly filled up as the directors, stakeholders, and department heads entered the room, one after the other, murmuring greetings and adjusting files. Each wondering what this meeting was about. Logan was the last to come in. He didn’t say a word, just gave me a slight nod before taking a seat near the corner.I met his eyes for a second. He held my gaze like he was trying to tell me without words: You got this. A silent encouragement.Once all the formalities were done, the secretary stood up, cleared her throat, and began. “Good morning everyone. I hope we all had a productive week. Before we move into the main agenda, let’s begin with some important updates.”She pulled out a few papers and started speaking with calm p
Reclaiming Her Love 52!Do I look like a joke?!
Sylvia I slammed the door to my office shut, okay, not slammed exactly, but definitely pushed it with more force than usual.I leaned against it for a second, breathing out slowly. My chest felt tight, not from fear, but from the anger bubbling just beneath my skin. They were really annoying. I felt like slamming things to the floor. Maryanne and Emily had really done it this time. The fake smiles, the condescending words, the slick little digs, they thought they still had power over me. They have forgotten I'm not slyvia of before. The thought they could still trample over me.I pushed away from the door and marched toward my desk, throwing myself into the chair. My eyes drifted over the room, still warm with the soft afternoon light streaming through the window. But all I could feel was the cold bite of that earlier encounter.I let out a heavy sigh, rubbing my temple.Why was I even surprised? Of course they’d come back early. Of course Maryanne would immediately start sabotaging
Reclaiming Her Love 51!We’ve seen her resume, Sylvia. It’s... cute!
Slyvia Monday morning came with a calm breeze and a quiet sense of progress. The air smelled fresh, like rain had touched the earth overnight, even though the skies were clear. The horizon stretched wide and open, painted in soft hues of blue and gold. The sky looked bluer than it had in days, like it had been washed clean for a fresh start.The streets were alive with the usual Monday rush, the horns honking, people pacing with purpose, buses packed with half-sleepy faces, and vendors already shouting prices from roadside stalls. It was the start of a new week, a new rhythm. Somehow, even in the chaos, everything felt like it was finally falling into place.This is week was going to be one of the best week as the renovation at hospital was almost done, and everything looked beautiful. Peaceful. Like a home that could hold healing.Logan and I were… better. Not perfect. But we were speaking. Laughing again. Not like old times. This time, only gentler, more careful.And most important
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