Our Hearts in Two. (CHENRY )

-XIX-

Double update Yay!

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This place was no joke.

She had had two weeks of settling in to understand that. This was no holiday retreat to camp out-connect-and-make-friends with your peers. This was a battle field and these people were ready to do anything to get a spot on the joy ride. And when she says anything she meant Anything.

Yup, you guessed that right. Sabotage and body works was the background go. A really deeper plunging neckline for the girls did wonders and a good doze of that Casanova ring was the go-to for the boys.

In other words STPs (Sexually Transmitted Positions). That was just one in the many ugly folds.

It was everything she hated about the corporate world. Not the competition in itself. Just the underhanded and downright derogatory methods some people choose to use.

She knew she was going to meet people like that in her sphere but had hoped it wouldn't be this soon. When she was still an intern in her school days, they weren't really exposed to this. Now that they had something a-stake? Well, you know the drill.

Use what you got to get what you want.

In her opinion a lot of people were using the wrong assets.

She had learnt in a very unpleasant way that some students would also......Know what? Let's not open that can of worms.

And they wonder why women kept experiencing so much sexual harassment. It's this, when a few make it seem okay to take that route they tend to generalize the stereotype like we all wanted to make it on our backs too.

Preposterous!!!

And then there was her housemate. That girl could talk. A gossip at its finest. She was more flippant than a stranded tramp high on coke and crack. Those happy lips get breezy too fast sometimes. The tea just keeps getting spilled like nobody's business and becomes everybody's.

So she kept her lips and her business tucked tight. Thank God for separate baths. She wouldn't be able to explain why she was always visiting the toilet at every other hour of the day.

It was hard keeping this pregnancy under wraps between mood swings, the nausea, bloating, hunger and tiredness congregating on her existence like nobody's business.

She had to be extremely careful with everything she did. She slightest sign of her weakness was enough for the other interns to put the proverbial nail on her coffin.

She won't lie, she spent a better part of her day cursing Henry Hart, aka love of her life, aka baby daddy to the high heavens while she blessed the porcelain bowl with her most recent meal.

On the hind side of it all she was able to find a good doctor thanks to Dr. McCall. She had kept contact with both women and that serve as little reprieve to keep her sanity in the present chaos that was her life. They hadn't asked much or why she was leaving. They simply took her word and helped as much as possible.

Professor Kahn was another blessing in her life. He wasn't aware of her circumstances though and she would rather keep it that way. At least for the time being. The man mostly called to check how she was settling and the rest of the time complaining about his students. Poor guy. Between work and two daughters fast approaching puberty the poor man was being stretched thin.

All in all her general experience so far had been... daunting, and that's putting it mildly. But she would have to survive and cement her place into this building. And she had 3months to do that.