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You're absolutely right; it was a name confusion. Thank you so much for catching that! I've already made the correction, and I truly appreciate your sharp eye and support.

The office phone rang again, cutting through the air and making me jump in my seat. The situation was already tense, and the insistent sound of the ringing seemed like a cruel reminder of how little control I had over what was happening around me. Another call. Please, let it not be something ...

The clock struck 4:55, and the office began to empty out. The sound of doors opening and closing, farewell whispers, and footsteps echoed in the hallway. Each noise made me jump, the stress in my body building up like a storm ready to unleash. I was once again hiding naked under my desk, my mind a ...

Note: I'm continuing to make progress on Samantha's story. However, the process of translating it and then ensuring that the translation is accurate and maintains the original meaning slows me down a bit. I truly appreciate it if you notice anything in English that doesn't quite match or seems off ...

The sound of footsteps resonated louder and louder, each impact against the seventh-floor floor like a hammer blow to my already fragile calm. Hiding behind the mobile table in the Creativity Room, I could feel my heart pounding against my chest, each beat stronger than the last, each breath ...

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 ...

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 ...

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 entertaining."

My stomach ...

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 ...

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 ...