Chapter 60: Apology

< Shirley > Even though Dylan was yelling at me, I still tried to speak, "Dyla—" "Do you have a problem with hearing, woman? I said leave, goddammit! Just get out of my face!" Dylan yelled angrily, louder this time, which made my heart break. "If you don't know the exit, then the door is just behind you." Dylan didn't have to repeat himself Because I had already walked out, closing the door with a bang which made echoes throughout the empty corridor. I put my palm over my mouth to stop myself sobbing. Though the door was closed, I could still hear his frustrated voice over another call. "Do whatever you want. You don't need to take my goddamn permission—Ah!" My heart clenched at his wince, and I was about to go back to him but stopped after hearing his next sarcastic words. "You don't have to concern yourself with my health. I'm doing great. No, it doesn't hurt. My left arm is also doing great, better than yours. Therefore, just get my job done." I didn't wait anymore and ran out