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War's POV
Entering Yin's office with the photocopied documents, I hesitated at the door, my hand hovering over the knob.
The air inside felt charged with an unusual tension, and as I pushed the door open, my eyes were met with an unexpected sight.
There, on Yin's lap, sat Celine, the two enveloped in an intimate moment that sent a pang of hurt through my chest.
The soft glow of the office lamps cast a warm hue on their entwined figures, creating an ambiance that contrasted sharply with the cold reality of my emotions.
The photocopied documents in my hands suddenly felt heavier, burdened by the weight of the scene before me.
I stood frozen, an unwelcome spectator to a romance that seemed to flourish in the shadows of professional decorum.
The scent of regret hung in the air, mingling with the subtle aroma of ink and paper, creating a dissonance that mirrored the conflicting emotions within me.
Feeling the weight of unspoken emotions, I grappled with the revelation of my own deepening feelings for Yin.
The documents in my hands became a symbol of a dilemma, a tangible representation of the choices I had to make.
Torn between the desire to preserve professionalism and the sting of personal disappointment, I considered keeping the documents on my desk for more opportune moment.
As I turned to leave them there, the air thick with uncertainty, a voice sliced through the atmosphere - a voice I knew too well, laden with a mocking undertone.
It was Yin, and the realization struck like a sudden storm. His callousness exposed an intention to make me feel the weight of my rejection in the most public and humiliating manner.
The intimate moment with Celine seemed less about their connection and more about his attempt to wield it as a weapon against me.
Caught in the crossfire of personal emotions and workplace dynamics, I stood frozen, the documents a forgotten burden in my hands.
The office became a stage, and I found myself an unwitting actor in a drama scripted by the unexpected turns of love and rejection.
In that moment, the choice of what to do with the documents became inconsequential, overshadowed by the turbulent sea of emotions that threatened to engulf me.
The confrontation with Yin and the painful awareness of my own burgeoning feelings left me standing at the intersection of personal vulnerability and professional resilience.
Navigating the delicate balance of emotions, it became apparent that Celine, the rightful girlfriend in Yin's life, was blissfully unaware of the intricate web of sentiments entangling our professional and personal worlds.
Caught between the vulnerability of unspoken emotions and the weight of the documents in my hands, I hesitated.
Yin's request to bring the documents was wrapped in an air of indifference, but his actions with Celine betrayed an intention to stir the echoes of my rejection.
The room, once a sanctuary of professional exchange, now felt like an emotional battlefield.
With a heavy sigh, I approached Yin, the documents clutched tightly against my chest.
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