The voice on the other end was especially calm, “Yoselin, you didn’t do anything wrong. It’s mostly about those people’s thinking.”
“I know, but I really don’t want to keep the buzz going,” Yoselin said hesitantly.
Irene sighed, “Alright, I’ll pull the attention off right now.”
“Thanks, Irene,” Yoselin still looked troubled. She just couldn’t figure out how to help Yasmine turn the tables. Bored, Yoselin twirled a pen in Irene’s office, itching to see Yasmine. “Irene, I want to…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Irene nodded in agreement, “Go ahead, I’ve got things covered here..
“You’re the best, Irene,” Yoselin said, heading straight to the gates of Aurelith University, where she still found Urena kneeling with a look of despair on her face.
The media was still lurking around and quickly spotted her. Flashlights aimed at her as they exclaimed, “Isn’t that Yoselin from the Russell family?”
Other reporters hurriedly thrust microphones towards her, “Ms. Russell, can you confirm whether the statement you posted online is true?”
“Ms. Russell, did your brother have you post this statement? We’ve heard you have a mental condition. Could you share with us what it is? And since Yasmine is your psychologist, how far along is the treatment now?”
Yoselin didn’t want to answer any of those questions. All she wanted now was to rush to the counseling office and ask about Yasmine’s condition. Feeling helpless, she stood encircled by people and looked towards Urena. This woman seemed so lost, clutching the photo of her daughter, waiting here for justice. Even Yoselin felt a twinge of compassion, but sadly, the dead couldn’t come back to life.
The security guard at the entrance saw her and quickly helped Yoselin get inside.
In the counseling office, Yoselin noticed the dark circles under Yasmine’s eyes, proof that she hadn’t slept well these past few days. “Yasmine, are you okay?” Yoselin asked cautiously, worried that her words might upset her.
Yasmine gave her
a gentle smile, “I’m fine. Why did you come here? Did those people at the door stop you?”
Yoselin had seen the clarification statement. Those reporters were waiting to catch anyone related to the Teresa incident. As soon as Yoselin posted her statement, they were eager to get an interview with her.
Yoselin said with lingering fear, “Yeah, they blocked me. There were several reporters asking me questions I had no clue about.”
“If you don’t understand them, just ignore them. Don’t worry about those people. Aren’t you afraid out you’re here?” Yasmine slid a dessert towards her.
Yoselin covered her mouth and giggled, “I’m hardly ever at home these days, let me leave.”
your grandpa will find
So I’ve
got plenty of time–unless Irene doesn’t
“Yoselin, who told you to post that clarification yesterday?” Yasmine wondered. It couldn’t pretty sensitive about news.
ve been Yonas; he tends to be
Yoselin thought for a moment and said, “It was Irene. She told me I could post a clarification to help prove your point. Only those who have been treated have the right to speak. Irene is really nice; she even said she’d help boost the visibility.”
Yasmine replied coldly. “That’s nice, but if it weren’t for her, the visibility wouldn’t have shot up like that.”
Yoselin noticed something was off in Yasmine’s tone and cluelessly asked, “What’s wrong, Yasmine?”
“Yoselin, don’t come to school for a few days. There will be a lot of reporters at the gates,” Yasmine warned.
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