The door creaked open softly.
"Aria...…
Camila steps in seeing me broken and crying again for the 100th time.
I heard her heels stop near the bed. Then the mattress dipped slightly as she sat beside me.
"You've been like this for a month." she said gently.
"You can't keep doing this to yourself."
"Now is when you're supposed to be stronger...…. Yes, it's painful...…. Yes, it's a shitty situation but we can't let Celia win."
Her name alone made my chest tighten.
"You know she won't hesitate to fire you." Camila continued.
"Your leave has expired and she's waiting for you to mess up."
"You of all people know how hard we fought to be here." she said, her voice cracking.
"Do you want it ruined just like that?"
"I know this is devastating." she whispered.
"But also think about Lorenzo"
"Would you like your son to see you like this?"
She grabbed my shoulders gently, forcing me to look at her and her eyes were red already.
"You need to fight harder," she cried.
