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Thinking you were dead or something—

Rachel's POV

While I had my hot sandwich and juice, I was alternating from one call to the other from concerned family relatives, the longest being the call with my mom. She constantly asked how I was taking things, and was later joined by Dad and Richard.

I wouldn't lie, being showered with love like that made me forget the chaos around me and reassured me I was never alone. However reality didn't hesitate to hit me square in the face when I went to my media handles, the amount of hate comments on posts and hurtful message requests was alarming.

Nonetheless for someone who had experienced such behavior a few times, it hurt, but not too much that I couldn't brush it aside and focus on my present life. Luckily I wasn't getting any cancellation emails from clients of breach of contract documents so R&D was safe for the meantime.