Every inch of Amy's body ached as if she just had a car crash.
"What happened?" Amy muttered, rubbing her head.
When she saw the marks left on her body, she remembered all of a sudden.
Filthy and obscene images flashed through her mind.
She had been a veritable sl*t under the effect of the drug.
She stiffened, couldn't believe what had happened.
But she calmed down soon.
Anger and remorse couldn't change the past.
She couldn't bring those demons to court.
She had no evidence to charge them with rape.
Above all, she couldn't risk her reputation.
She checked the time and quickly got out of bed. It was the second day of her new job.
But her legs were too shaky to support her and she fell to the ground.
Kneading her sore thighs, she looked up at the
messy bed.
The smears on the sheet and unspeakable smell in the air made her sick.
Instead of brooding in despair, she would rather take the absurd night as a way of building relationships.
If they could come to her assistance in the future, she wasn't completely a victim.
When she arrived at the office, her colleagues all eyed her with knowing smiles.
"How's your night with that handsome guy?"
"He sent me home and left. We're just friends!"
"Oh, he's such a gentleman. You should keep an eye on him. A man like that is very popular."
Only then did Amy remembered that she had forgotten to call Jay before she'd left last night.
She hurriedly sent a message to Jay, saying that she had left early for something pressing.
Jay snorted in the car when he saw the message. No one knew what had happened better than he did.
But he replied to Amy and told her it was fine.
"Can I buy you a cup of coffee after work today? To make up for you." "My honor." Amy became full of energy again, as though last night was just a nightmare.
"Have you heard it? We have a new president today!"
"Really?"
"Yeah. It's said he's very young."
Amy wasn't interested in gossips.
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