Emma and Olivia were discussing something in hushed voices when Aniya returned to the room.
"Anaya! You're back! Why was Mr. Donovan here?" Emma looked at her face carefully.
"Was he asking you about your resignation?" Olivia shot her another question, and that was when they realized that something was wrong.
"I hope she isn't getting another nervous breakdown," Olivia muttered under her breath, "Anaya. Answer me. Why was he here?"
Aniya stood there, her fingers trembling as she clutched the hem of her shirt. Her chest was rising and falling due to uneven breathing.
When she finally spoke, her voice seemed to break, "I … I need … to tell... tell you something," she seemed to be struggling with her words.
Olivia and Emma exchanged a worried glance, "Anaya. What's going on?" Emma stepped closer.
Aniya sucked in a shaky breath, but it did nothing to stop the tears welling in her eyes.
Within seconds, they spilled over, streaming down her face.
