Chapter 115:
Julie's Point of View
I walked out of the office with wide, rapid strides. As soon as I bolted the door behind me, I felt my knees trembling as if I had been walking on a tightrope. I ran toward my room, the breath racing in my chest insanely.
I sat on the edge of the bed and said:
"My God... what has come over me?"
I whispered to myself in bewilderment, the image of me insulting him in his office replaying before my eyes like a terrifying cinematic tape.
How did I dare say that? Had I gone mad? It was as if a demon had possessed my body and spoken those poisoned words on my behalf.
I put my hand over my mouth as I recalled my foolish words:
"I want someone else to delete it!"
Damn me, why do I speak in this perverted way? Why do I turn into a version of him every time I face him? I felt shame searing me, as if a touch of madness had struck my tongue in his office.
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Robert's Point of View
