Chapter 62

I didn't know whether to call this luck or bad luck. Henry insisted on driving me home, but I refused to use his car. At first, Henry didn't want to comply, but I didn't force him. I chose to drive slowly rather than share a confined space with a man who was now driving so focused.

Naomi sent a message saying that she would also work overtime, and Dona apologized for not being able to accompany me. Maybe they would only come to my apartment around 7 pm. I whined, asking to be accompanied, but it was okay if I had to go home alone. They agreed since there were some gossip stories to be shared, especially about what happened after I took those folders that caused me pain.

Throughout the journey, we didn't talk about anything. I answered Henry's questions briefly and avoided asking anything in return. Meanwhile, I occasionally closed my eyes, trying to bear the increasing pain. A mixture of discomfort, pain, and cramps was swirling chaotically in my