She clenched her fists, her nails digging into the flesh of her palms, and she used the pain to remind herself to remain clear-headed at all times. It would not do for her to lose her composure.

"I have always had a clear conscience in anything that I do," she said. "I'm sorry; I am working now. If there's nothing else, please leave."

The long-haired editor was about to say something when Larissa shut the door.

After her shift was over at night, the girls excitedly came over to her to ask for