Chapter 392. Couldn’t Function

ASHER

By around 5 PM, I finally decided to turn on my phone. The moment the screen lit up, a flood of notifications from the previous night cascaded in. Overwhelmed, I instinctively switched it to Do Not Disturb mode, ensuring that if anyone called, it wouldn’t ring. I simply didn’t have the energy—not even to speak. I felt completely drained, like even the smallest effort would be too much.

The only reason I forced myself to check my phone was because of work. I thought of Ms. Quisha and how stressed she must be with everything going on at the hospital. She was probably at her wit’s end upon learning that yet another staff member—me—was absent.

Guilt washed over me as I remembered asking for a favor from her because of my injured foot. Now that my foot was fine, here I was, broken-hearted and incapable of showing up for work. I resolved to feign having sore eyes to buy myself more time.

I took a selfie right then and there. To my surprise, it convinc