*Trinity's POV*

Back in that dreaded elevator, I felt my nerves start to climb back up. I was officially about to see Mr. Withers again since our confrontation yesterday, and as much as I would like to blow it off, I couldn't ignore the fact that I was actually nervous. But at least I was sure I hadn't done anything else to piss him off.

Yet.

"You are worthless" and "we didn't really want you" seemed to start replaying over and over ...