And when her work was stolen, the manager whom she had trusted so much told her.
'Do you think you were worthy of the invitation to join this place? I worked my ass off to convince the higher-ups to invite you because I had seen the demo of your game in your unofficial account. There were barely a few likes but I knew that it had the potential. You should feel grateful that your work will go somewhere from here. Left in your hands, it will lose its value. And also, don't you think I should be paid for the efforts I put in? Be grateful and get over it.'
When Ivy was getting consumed by that sinking feeling and she started feeling that familiar breathlessness and stuffy feeling that consumed her chest, she was suddenly wrapped in a pair of delicate arms.
"Cry if you want to,'' Daisy knew she was not good with words.
Whenever she consoled Diana in the past, she would end up crying harder so she just hugged the girl quietly.
Ivy let Daisy hug her.
