MY SECRETARY HATES ME? [ ENGLISH VER. ]
I gripped the steering wheel tighter, trying to focus on the road, but the pain intensified, blurring my vision.
The rain was coming down in sheets, turning the road into a slick, treacherous surface. The headlights of oncoming cars were blinding, making it nearly impossible to see. My vision swam, the world tilting precariously, and then, everything went black.
(Flashback Ends)
I pressed my fingers to my throbbing temples, trying to quell the renewed wave of pain. The memory, incomplete and distorted, left me feeling disoriented and vulnerable. I turned away from the mirror, determined to focus on the present, to regain control.