My eyes choked with tears, as I rushed out of the break room at the office. Danielle and Sarah had said enough. I was trying to get to the bathroom to shut the door and lock it behind me, before the gatekeepers lost their fight against the onslaught of warm bitterness and salt, and let them run down my cheeks. I made it. I shut the door, locked it and pressed my body to it slowly slinking down to the floor. My knees bent, skirt hiking up to reveal the black thigh highs. I wrapped my arms around them, hugging them and rested my pounding head on my forearms. How… How… How did I not see it?