Colin felt sorry for me. He reached out his hand, wanting to hug me. However, we were not just separated by two screens; we were thousands of miles away.
He extended his fingers to wipe away my tears on the screen and tried to reassure me softly. He asked me to wait for him patiently and that he would be back soon.
But I knew it was all empty words. "Soon" was still two months away; it wasn't going to be a day earlier. Moreover, two months was only an estimate. If he could not return in time, there was no telling when we would reunite.
We had just started dating, and now he was off to a distant place. How was I supposed to survive alone?
I cried uncontrollably, as though I could already foresee his apologetic announcement. Our separation would be prolonged indefinitely, with no end in sight.
At that time, I was merely speculating. Little did I know, my predictions came true. I loathed how my negative forecasts always turned out to be true.
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Queenie was one of the top students at Lincoln University among her peers. The school had a good reputation, and she graduated with flying colors. After a brief search, she landed a job she liked at a foreign trade company not far from Jinovy.
She was a language whiz, fluent in Eshton, Flingon, and Gurbit. She was also self-taught in Koproan and Sebern, though not as proficient. At the company, she handled communication with foreign clients.
If she performed well during the three-month trial period, she could join the translation team as a professional translator.
On the day Queenie passed her interview, it was the first time I saw her smile so happily. She said that she had always dreamed of being a diplomat since she was a child. Since she wasn't able to be a diplomat, becoming a translator was the next best thing.
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