She did not care even when she was offered a lift that could save her from all the harassment. She kept on walking because she believed that it was the only way by which she could clear her mind. She tried to block the thought of what had happened the night before but it all came back flooding. She sat down at her desk to start the work ahead.
She tried to answer all calls with the best professionalism that she could project. She did not want anyone to catch the wind of what was going on in her private life. In fact she did not even want to admit it to herself that she indeed had a private life that was separate from work.
The thought of what she was going to do next kept eating her from the inside out. She was restless. She was pacing the floors. She behaved like a criminal who was all too aware that the police were looking for her. Suddenly she needed to talk to someone. Who was she going to tell? She did not have any girlfriends that she could talk to at her work place.
