“How could she do such a thing to me?” I weep bitterly.

“This is just too much for me to endure. Why am I always unlucky? I chose not to react in the hall, even when the situation demanded it.”

Mr Charles was busy with his pen. He never showed concern.

“Let me not accuse him yet until I meet him in the office.” I murmured.

The meetings lasted for two hours, and the hall became dry.

Thoughts were flying all around me. I won't let this chill. This is the height of it. I must file ...