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The Things We Leave Unsaid

작가: Lila Monroe Williams
last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-04-16 08:03:30

AUTHOR’S POV

Now, the day was over and night’s drawing near.

The office was slowly beginning to get quiet, the busy sound of the air conditioner was the only sound left in the room by the time the last couple of staff members left the lounge.

Most of the team had trickled out already, leaving behind their cold coffee cups and half-written notes on desks. There was this joy that seemed to engulf them after work closure.

Perhaps they had happy homes to return to after a long day at work, and Tessa would stare out of the window behind her desk, the uniform way the various cars pull out of the parking lot, disappearing into the streets only to return the next day.

She did not have a happy home to return to. So it was okay for her to envy them.

In those quiet moments, she hated herself for how painful and bitter she’d become; at least she had not developed into an angry red witch, but she was not far from becoming a witch with how often darkness seemed to engulf her. She used to be
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