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Her fist were clenched as she walked out of the restaurant.
She wouldn't cry. She had cried too much. She was fed up of being weak, being looked down on because she was a woman ceo. She was fed up of people bringing up the fact her dad had left, fed up of the fact people didn't see her as an independent, strong woman.
She was fed up of the stupid double standards and the lack of respect all because she was a female.
This was her breaking point.
Her hands still being clenched started to bleed as she dug her acrylics into her palms.
As soon as she got into the apartment she went for a shower, a steamy hot shower. (her reward for being able to take everyone's shit over the years)
God she was proud of herself so why was no one else?. She always put people before her. Always. Her mum, her gran, her brother, Minyoung god even Taemu and Sunghoon.
All her life she had always tried to make her mum proud. Always but every time she mucked up once, once and her mum would be up her arse.
...
She decided she was going to have a her night. Walking to the shops in joggers, socks and sliders and a hoodie with her hood up it wasn't ideal outfit per say but it would do. She didn't realise how cold it was, her hair was still wet from the shower so the coldness was even worse.
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