I stormed back into the company like a hurricane. I didn't greet the receptionist. I didn't look at anyone. My heels hit the tiled floor like hammers.

I slammed my office door shut and threw my bag hard on the table. My hands were shaking. My chest was heavy. My heart was racing like it wanted to burst out of me.

That video. That stupid video. It was burning in my head, playing over and over like a nightmare I couldn't wake up from.

I couldn't sit. I couldn't think. I kept pacing around ...