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My gaze instinctively went to my wrist, seeking a glimpse of control in this chaos, but I only found bare skin where my watch would normally be. Of course... I thought, feeling my stomach sink. My watch was with the rest of my belongings, locked in the creativity room in Valeria's office, along with...

This continues to be a wonderful story. I did / do follow the Amy story but find this business setting even better and the downfall of the initially so self possessed Samantha more satisfying than the hapless Amy. While still retaining Megan's adolescent impulsiveness. The translation to English is ...

In school, you're taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you're given a test that teaches you a lesson. - Tom Bodett More Therapy – Chapter 21 When Principal McDaniel opened the door to the dressing room, I could hear the murmurs of my fellow students whispering to one another. According t...

Thank you all for your comments; I’m really glad to know you’re enjoying the story. I understand that each reader has their own preferences, and that’s why I truly value all your suggestions—they help me come up with new ideas and find the best way to move the plot forward. Some suggestions, while i...

When I thought we would head towards the elevator to go down to P3, Valeria, with her usual determined attitude, shook her head. "We're not going to use the elevator," she said, with a smile that already made me feel uncomfortable. "Let's walk. We're close... and it's more entertainin...

Samy now has two controllers to beware of, since I very much doubt that Megan will allow herself to be pushed into the background ( and I'm sure Julia, who only saw the smart professional Samantha when visiting the offices with Amy, will be intrigued to see the havoc that Megan has wrought ! ) I won...

Waiting for these new chapter is like waiting for christmas

Valeria dropped into the chair, crossing her legs and pulling out her phone with the nonchalance of someone who had finished their workday. The image was surreal: her relaxed, laughing as she swiped her finger across the screen, watching videos or memes; and me, standing naked, uncomfortable, and an...

My bare feet made a dull sound against the shiny floor as I followed Megan out of the library. The feeling of the air conditioning still pierced my skin, each step a reminder of my humiliating state. I tried to keep my gaze towards the floor, hoping that no one would suddenly appear in the hallways....

Suddenly, voices were heard climbing the stairs to the rooftop. My body reacted before my mind could process it; a shiver ran down my spine, and I felt my heart pounding so hard I thought the approaching people could hear it. I froze in my place, eyes wide as I looked at Megan, waiting for her to re...