Unfair Trauma

***The next morning****

Racheal glanced at her weary, sleep-deprived eyes from the mirror and a sigh evaded her lips. She applied mascara on its lashes, followed by a lipstick that ran smoothly on her thin lips, smacking it together to get the product evenly distributed. She took one final look at the red pan suit, taking a twirl to have a view of every angle of the clothing.

Rachael finally yanked her bag from her bed and walked elegantly to the sitting room. She kissed her mother's cheeks slightly. "I made your favorite" she announced which induced her mother to beam. "Ok I'm off now," Rachael said abruptly.

**Fast forward**

Rachael took apprehensive strides through the foyer of the office with people hurling glances at her from their glass doors. This was more arduous than she thought. The charges being taken down didn't do anything because their eyes held a lot of Judgement as they bore holes into her clothes.

She got to her boss's office, took deep breaths before knocking on th