ARGON
"What am I going to do now?" I asked myself while stepping out of the hospital, thinking about Brielle.
She has quit her job because of Jerome's action, and worst, she thinks I had a hand in his crime.
"Why did he have to ruin this for me? What got into his big head?!" I groaned while approaching my car, unable to take out Brielle's raging glare from my mind.
"Has he forgotten how hard it was for me to get Brielle to relate with me? Yes the company's problem had played a bigger role in it, but still I did most of the work. And in just one day, he ruined it all! God dammit, Jerome!"
This was beginning to stress me out. I couldn't concentrate properly, knowing that Brielle is angry with me for something I had no hand in.
"I have to fix things up with her. She needs to understand
