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| 𝐂 𝐇 𝐀 𝐏 𝐓 𝐄 𝐑 𝐓 𝐇 𝐈 𝐑 𝐓 𝐘 |

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𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕.

𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘,

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓,

𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.

𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆,

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕.

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SHE went to the bathroom.

Luckily nobody was there.

She looked in the mirror and saw her reflection.

This isn't you!!!

Why would you do something like that!

Yes you may had a thing with him before but that was long gone! What made you want to do this?!

She huffed while shaking her head.

She looked to her right seeing the hand dryer.

She pushed her sleeves up and gave her arm a scratch. It was almost to the point where it was bleeding.

Then she squeezed her wrist until it turned somewhat purple.

She looked in the mirror to change her hair.

Once she was finished, she looked to see if it was believable.

12:15 PM

Perfect.

She left the bathroom and walked towards the meeting room only to see Marcelo out.

Showtime!

"Mr.Bezos!" She cried. She already started to fake cry.

"What's wrong?" Marcelo asked with worry.

"It's- it's your girlfriend," Marisol stuttered with tears.

"Why about her? Where is she??" Marcelo was now concerned.

"She left," Marisol said.

Marcelo lets go.

No!

She couldn't-

She wouldn't-

Marcelo race walked towards his office. He opens it to see no one...

"Violeta!" Marcelo called out.

"Violeta this is no time for games get the fuck out here!" Marcelo yelled. He went to the bathroom in his office to see nothing. He went to the closet to find nothing.