"Melanie, are you okay?"
Jade squeezed my shoulder, trying to lend me some of her strength.
All I could do was shake my head, at a loss for what else to do.
Suddenly, Rachel's anxious voice echoed down the hallway. "Clyde, Clyde, what's wrong? The headache again?"
I rushed out to see Clyde slowly sinking to the ground by the elevator doors, his face ghostly pale.
Jade and I hurried over.
"Clyde, what's happening to you?"
Just as I squatted down to reach for him, Clyde pushed me away and leaned towards Rachel instead.
"My head's killing me."
His voice was so pitiful. Rachel stiffened for a moment before letting his head rest against her, pulling out a pill from her purse.
"Take this, you'll feel better. Don't be stubborn, love, take your medicine."
Clyde listened to her, quickly swallowing the pill.
He clung to Rachel, a sight that was both striking and harmonious.
I remained squatting there, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
Jade helped me up, whispering words of comfort.
Rachel coughed awkwardly.
"Melanie, I got this from Merritt last time, worried Clyde wouldn't take his medicine."
I nodded, understanding.
Clyde only trusted her now, naturally only taking medicine she provided. He treated me like I was poison, probably thinking I'd drug him!
Colleagues were glancing our way, their looks filled with inquiry, curiosity, and more often than not, meaningful glances thrown between me and Rachel.
I knew the rumors would be swirling again tonight, but I was powerless to stop them.
At least, not yet ready to let the coworkers know about Clyde's memory issues.
After Rachel and Clyde left, my work pace significantly slowed down.
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