Tell me how it is.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


He talked over her again, as she was ready to explain to the entire class room a little deeper. There she is, a sigh of frustration, her hands clasped in her lap politely- again. She's used to it, she's spent years in this field as a second player and to get here to be undermined. She didn't drop savage hints, they were selected ones. After all how could He know Her struggles, of that she was eager to explain before he cut in to inform her that, 'it happens to men too!' 

Oh, she is still always amused how she has to politely stroke their ego's, gentle, gentle now... a giggle in her head. How could He feel the way she was looked at from head to toe each day? A close and personal glare, a breathing down her neck, a shrouded offense in a crouded office room. A scrutiny, no... for him she was being unfair, speaking on Her heartbreak, as if she was the only one in world with issues!

She sighs, she hints delicately, she doesnt want to be a bitch infront of an audience. They will never ever see him first, for they will only scrutinize her.


Submitted: September 25, 2021

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