Behind the face

12- Not Your Fault

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Laura looked at her office one last time. She knew she would miss it. Working as the Assistant DA was a dream come through for her and she wished it would never end this way.

"Look at my office one last time. And please hurry. I need to get my stuff in here as fast as possible."

And he just had to remind her that she was leaving it to him. She turned around holding the carton a little bit closer to her chest.

"You'll make a good prosecutor Gary and I'm sure you'll make an even better Assistant DA." She said to him. How much she hated that smirk on his face but she didn't want to show how defeated she felt. Especially when she was defeated.

"What do you mean? I've always been a prosecutor."

She gave a small smile as she walked to the door where he stood. She placed her hands at his shoulder and looked at him. "No you haven't. Maybe you'll become one this time." Having the last word she quickly left the office to towards the elevator. Her lips cracked a smile as she heard him curse at her.

She rushed to the elevator to avoid the stares of her colleagues and juniors who hated her and were happy she was forced to resign. Among everything, she avoided Chloe. That woman adored her and she felt she had failed her. She wasn't sure she was able to face her or anyone again.

She finally reached the ground floor and hurriedly walked to her car. Putting the box at her back seat. She opened the driver's seat and sat down while closing her eyes for a moment.

After what had felt like a thousand years, she finally started her car and got ready to drive out.

"I'm alive. That's a good thing." She said out loud and then she drove off.

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It's been six days. Six days since she was unemployed. Six days since she had last seen the outside world. Six days since she sat in front of her television obsessed about the news.

Laura didn't know what she was expecting. Maybe the detectives will suddenly find Aria's killer and her job may be restored.

May.

She heard a knock on the door and she groaned. She knew it was her mother again who suddenly felt like she was suicidal or something and didn't want to leave her side. She had to literally drag her out of her apartment last night and she didn't expect her until in two days time.

She reluctantly went to the door and opened it.

"I told you I'm okay mom so st-" She stopped midway when she noticed who was at the door. "Chloe?"

Chloe smiled. "If this is how you look I wonder why your mother feels like you're not okay." She said sarcastically.

Chloe was surprised to say the least. Her boss or former boss was not a very organized person that she knew but she always looked clean, tidy and corporate. Now she looked like a homeless person with her hair like a bird's nest and her pajamas in a chaotic state. She knew the loss of her job would take a big toll on her but she never expected it to be this bad. Her apartment was even in a worse state than her hair.

"What are you doing here?" Laura asked still puzzled at her sudden appearance.

"You haven't been out of your apartment of almost a week now. Of course I'll be worried."

"Oh." That was the only thing that Laura could say. She had been trying to avoid her for a reason and now she was standing there at her doorstep.