It was a very exhausting and heavy day for you, there were endless hours of work dealing with people with a superiority complex, people who treated you badly for the simple fact of being "customers" and endless injustices that accumulated deep inside of you

You got home, you didn't say anything, you just went to your room feeling overwhelmed, but your shirt got stuck in the door handle and that finally ended up breaking you

"Honey? Are you okay?" Emyra said, approaching you