Nancy

I was still confused about why I had agreed to go with him to the supermarket. My resentment toward him for coercively making me agree for the weekend hadn't subsided yet, but I still believe that the alcohol was the reason why I did it. I eventually left his office to finish the rest of the chores that I owed.

In the bakery, I was making a good name; people asked me to make customized cakes for their celebrations, I told them I would start soon, and that was the idea, as I didn't have those anxiety attacks frequently, I was enjoying my work and looking forward to coming...