Should she delete it? But it had already attracted two likes. A silent scream echoed in her head. She longed to leave, craved fresh air. Too hot in her stupid skirt suit, to the point where perspiration trickled between her boobs. She rolled her finger over the rubber band on her wrist, before pinging it three times. But it didn’t help her rising anxiety levels, and neither did a long sip of her wine.
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