PART 8

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It's been 13 days since I took a break from coffee. I blamed my insomnia on coffee at night. But I knew very well that I had deceived myself. A vegetarian colleague (I saw him eating fish several times during lunch breaks) told me that even black tea contains caffeine. That's why I only drank green tea during the lunch break. I didn't like the taste at all, but the habit of drinking green tea seemed to me to be the first sign of starting a new life.Slowly, the blue marks on my body were disappearing. Together with the marks on my body, the remnants of the relation with Paul were disappearing too. I felt better, lighter, more relaxed. I knew that one day he would understand me and go on with his life. "Congratulations," I did not realize when Kamala entered the room. She hugged me and said, "Good luck, honey you deserve it"Two days ago, I was awarded the best employee of the year by the company. At the traditional event held every year, 4-5 employees were given such incentive prizes. "Thank you very much," I said. "You look good," she said."Yes. I'm a little better. Thank you very much. How are you?""Great. I feel better when I see the success of young people like you"I still remember the award ceremony of the last year, Kamala entered the senior manager's room and complained "I have been an employee for years. From here, you are disrespecting me by rewarding a child". The director's secretary told everyone every word that Kamal said. Although I didn't like office gossip, sometimes it does not bother me to hear a few things. Although no one accepts it, I think there is a strange sense of pleasure in gossip.Everything seemed so beautiful, so quiet and so ordinary. I have been relieved of the stress and guilt I have experienced in the last 2 months. After saying goodbye to Mrs. Kamala, I took my cup of green tea from the table and approached the window. I looked at the place where I saw Paul last time. I took a few sips of tea. During the day, I looked outside to check around. Although I thought I was relieved, the sudden silence was bothering me.

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