Serena Vale
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The whispers started the moment I set foot into the company building. Maybe long before then.
They didn’t even try to be subtle with their points, stares, and whispers.
I knew it would be this bad, but I didn’t anticipate just how bad it would be.
The second I stepped out of the elevator on the marketing floor, the entire office went quiet. It was so silent that you could hear a pin drop, but that didn’t stop everyone from keeping their eyes on me.
I exhaled, lifted my chin, and resumed walking, pretending I didn’t notice the stares burning holes through me.
When I reached my office, the whispers started.
“Is she the mystery girl from two weeks ago?”
“I can’t believe she’s with the boss.”
“Why does Mr. Moretti even like her? She doesn’t even look like his type.”
