A few days after sending out my resumes, I finally received some responses. One even led to an interview invitation. Just after confirming the details and ending the call, another unknown number rang through.
Anticipating another job prospect, I answered. To my astonishment, it was Brianna.
Her typically gentle voice had vanished, replaced by a harsh, irate tone.
"Cornelia! Where have you hidden Noel?! What have you done with him?!"
I sighed in exasperation. "He's an adult. His whereabouts aren't my concern."
After a brief pause, I responded coldly, "What's this about? Can't locate him, so you're resorting to bothering me?"
She fell quiet momentarily before unleashing a tirade. "Don't be so smug! You actually believe Noel can't move on from you?! I'm a woman too—I can see right through your manipulations!"
"Let me make this clear. Noel's heart belongs to me, not you! He only feels remorseful about your situation. Stop acting like you're irreplaceable!"