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Embarrassment weighed heavily on Gracie. “People at work have all seen that photo ofwith Waldo. | can’t
even bring myself to face anyone. I'm begging you to help me; you're the only one I can turn to.”
Her tone thick with scorn, Rosie replied, “Well, there's a drastic way to get Ethan on your side.”
Hope flickered in Gracie’s voice as she pressed for an answer. “Is there really? Tell me, Rosie—please, | trust you.
You're the only one who's good to me. I'll do whatever you say.” Her mind was in disarray, her judgment clouded.
Rosie softly uttered, “You can try killing yourself.”
Without waiting for a response, Rosie ended the call, turning her attention to her phone's photo gallery, which
was overflowing with explicit photos of Gracie and Waldo. Every shot was sharp, untouched by any filter or blur.
If Gracie didn’t reach out to her for help or if she disobeyed, she would release the photos. A smirk curved on
Rosie's lips. “What a fool.”
Returning from lunch, Sonia went back to her desk and skimmed through Gracie’s schedule. An important
meeting with Waldo’s company was set for two o'clock, where they would finalize the details of the partnership.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA glance at her watch told her it was already one. With a full hour to spare, she assumed Gracie was resting
during lunchtand chose not to disturb her.
As the clock crept toward half past one, Sonia got up to fetch Gracie so they could leave on time. A gentle knock
at the office door went unanswered, so she hesitantly let herself in.
Across the room, Gracie's form appeared slumped over her desk, still and silent. Sonia muttered under her
breath, “There's a lounge for naps, you know.” Hurried steps brought her right up to Gracie’s side. “Miss Wilson,
we need to set off for Waldo’s company now,” she said, hoping to rouse her.
But no movement cfrom Gracie. Sonia called her nseveral more times without getting any response,
realizing something was wrong. She rounded the desk, only to freeze in shock. Gracie’s left arm dangled limply,
and beneath her, a wide pool of blood had already dried into a dark, alarming stain.
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Panic gripped her as she took in Gracie’s colorless cheeks and lips. Terror swept through Sonia. For a moment,
she feared the worst—that Gracie might already be dead. Regret washed over her in a wave. She believed she
should have checked in on Gracie sooner. How could she have ignored the warning signs?
Even though the photo and gossip had been scrubbed from group chats, the ugly rumors still lingered in the
company. During lunch, though people had not openly talked about the photo, they were discreetly searching for
Gracie in the cafeteria. Clearly, the situation had pushed her to her breaking point.
Frantic now, Sonia's voice rang out, trembling with fear. “Miss Wilson! Miss Wilson!”
Several times, she tried shaking Gracie awake, but nothing happened. Panic rising, she leaned close and
detected a weak breath. Not wasting a second, she sprinted straight to Ethan's office.
Ethan's office door was closed, and he was texting Brenna.
“Can you stop by for a bit? There's something | want to show you.”
Brenna replied, “Why not just have Alani bring it over to me?”
“It’s too big for Alani to carry. You should csee it yourself,” Ethan responded.
“I've got my hands full right now. I'll cby later.”
“I can head over to your office instead,” Ethan replied.
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