Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl couldn't shake the thought of why she should believe her relatively unknown biological mother was doing well. It weighed heavily on her mind, causing her to feel overwhelmed. When she showed up for work, her thoughts distracted her so much that she zoned out during the meeting.

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Pearl, lost in her thoughts, didn't catch what was said. "What was that about? I didn't catch it," she admitted, surprising her coworker.

"Miss Pearl, were you distracted?" the colleague asked, concerned. Pearl's lack of focus was unusual, and it worried the company's employees.

After the meeting, people expressed their concern, asking if she was feeling unwell. Pearl thanked them but didn't tell the truth.

Wayne knocked on her office door, pretending to deliver documents.

Pea. You never mess up at work. What happened today?" He asked, sitting down after placing the documents on her

haven't been getting enough rest lately, so my mind's a bit off." Her

resting after moving to Waldorf

me a hard time. I've just been having trouble sleeping," Pearl clarified, feeling awkward. The term 'hard time' carried a less innocent connotation. Wayne sighed and shook his head, "You

keeping things from you. It's just that I don't know how to put it

Just

concern, decided to

all this time searching for your mother, it turns out she might not be the one?" Wayne's disbelief was apparent. It all seemed too surreal. "Yeah, I had my doubts too. But a couple of days ago, I tested my

"Found what?"

expression turned bitter. "We're