Chapter 16 - Vanessa's Ultimate, Unbearable Humiliation
The incredibly bright,
highly blinding,
deeply unforgiving morning sun aggressively,
violently pierced through the completely,
entirely filthy,
highly cracked glass window of the incredibly cheap,
deeply disgusting,
highly commercialized coffee shop.
Vanessa Hale stood incredibly stiffly,
highly awkwardly behind the incredibly sticky,
deeply disgusting,
highly stained laminate counter,
her incredibly exhausted,
deeply aching hands rapidly,
frantically wiping up a highly massive,
incredibly gross spill of cheap,
artificial caramel syrup.
She was currently,
miserably wearing the incredibly hideous,
highly humiliating,
deeply uncomfortable bright orange polyester uniform,
which aggressively,
violently trapped the highly suffocating,
incredibly terrible heat of the massive,
overworked espresso machine.
Her previously perfect,
highly expensive,
incredibly luxurious blonde hair was now completely,
entirely ruined,
tied hastily,
clumsily back in a highly messy,
incredibly greasy,
deeply embarrassing ponytail.
It had been exactly five incredibly long,
highly agonizing,
deeply traumatizing weeks since her completely,
entirely perfect,
highly privileged life had been violently,
ruthlessly destroyed by her incredibly powerful,
highly vindictive sister in law.
The incredibly loud,
highly annoying,
deeply obnoxious bell above the incredibly cheap,
highly greasy glass door chimed violently,
aggressively echoing through the highly crowded,
incredibly noisy,
deeply chaotic café.
Vanessa completely,
entirely ignored the highly annoying,
incredibly sharp sound,
aggressively,
miserably continuing to violently,
desperately scrub the incredibly stubborn,
highly sticky syrup from the deeply damaged,
highly cheap counter.
"Excuse me,
you incredibly slow,
highly incompetent,
deeply lazy barista,
I absolutely,
entirely need a highly complicated,
incredibly specific iced matcha latte immediately,"
an incredibly familiar,
highly sharp,
deeply arrogant female voice demanded aggressively,
loudly from the highly busy,
incredibly crowded front of the register.
Vanessa’s incredibly fragile,
highly broken,
deeply panicked heart aggressively,
violently dropped completely,
entirely into the highly terrifying,
incredibly dark pit of her absolutely,
entirely empty,
starving stomach.
She slowly,
incredibly terrified,
deeply miserably raised her highly exhausted,
incredibly pale,
deeply sweating face,
her incredibly bloodshot,
highly terrified eyes completely,
entirely locking onto the highly beautiful,
incredibly wealthy,
deeply arrogant woman standing confidently,
proudly directly in front of her.
It was Chloe Kensington,
her absolute,
very worst,
highly bitter,
incredibly vicious former social rival from the incredibly exclusive,
highly prestigious,
deeply expensive country club.
Chloe was currently,
proudly wearing an incredibly expensive,
highly custom tailored,
deeply luxurious white designer suit,
holding an incredibly rare,
highly coveted,
deeply expensive crocodile leather handbag that cost absolutely,
entirely more than Vanessa would currently,
miserably earn in an incredibly long,
highly agonizing decade.
Chloe’s incredibly sharp,
highly judgmental,
deeply cold blue eyes slowly,
mockingly widened in absolute,
complete,
highly malicious surprise as she actively,
suddenly recognized the incredibly dirty,
highly broken,
deeply pathetic woman standing miserably,
awkwardly behind the incredibly cheap,
highly disgusting register.
"Oh my absolute,
incredibly unbelievable,
highly shocking god,
is that actually,
literally Vanessa Hale serving completely,
entirely cheap,
disgusting coffee in this incredibly awful,
highly depressing,
deeply pathetic dump?"
Chloe shrieked incredibly loudly,
highly dramatically,
deeply maliciously,
intentionally,
purposely drawing the highly curious,
incredibly aggressive attention of absolutely,
entirely every single customer in the highly crowded,
incredibly noisy shop.
Vanessa felt an incredibly massive,
highly suffocating,
deeply terrifying wave of absolute,
pure,
unadulterated humiliation aggressively,
violently wash completely,
entirely over her incredibly trembling,
highly shaking,
deeply weak body.
"Hello,
Chloe,
what exactly,
specifically can I incredibly quickly,
highly efficiently get for you today?"
Vanessa whispered highly pathetically,
incredibly miserably,
her highly terrified,
deeply broken voice aggressively,
violently cracking under the incredibly massive,
highly crushing weight of her absolute,
total embarrassment.
Chloe laughed incredibly loudly,
highly viciously,
deeply cruelly,
pulling out her incredibly expensive,
highly advanced,
deeply sleek gold smartphone from her highly luxurious,
incredibly rare designer purse.
"I absolutely,
entirely have to incredibly quickly,
highly urgently take a highly massive,
incredibly clear picture of this deeply hilarious,
highly pathetic,
incredibly tragic situation for the highly exclusive,
deeply private group chat,"
Chloe announced proudly,
arrogantly,
highly maliciously pointing the incredibly bright,
highly flashing,
deeply intrusive camera lens directly,
aggressively at Vanessa’s highly flushed,
incredibly dirty,
deeply humiliated face.
"Please,
Chloe,
I absolutely,
entirely beg of you,
do not incredibly cruelly,
highly maliciously take my completely,
entirely embarrassing picture,"
Vanessa pleaded highly desperately,
incredibly miserably,
deeply pathetically raising her incredibly red,
highly cracked,
deeply sticky hands to aggressively,
desperately hide her highly ruined,
incredibly crying face.
"Oh,
please,
Vanessa,
you incredibly arrogant,
highly delusional,
deeply pathetic girl,
you completely,
entirely deserve absolutely,
entirely every single incredibly tiny,
highly painful ounce of this deeply massive,
highly satisfying humiliation,"
Chloe snapped aggressively,
highly coldly,
deeply ruthlessly,
snapping exactly three highly bright,
incredibly clear,
deeply devastating photos in incredibly rapid,
highly aggressive succession.
"Everyone in the incredibly exclusive,
highly wealthy,
deeply prestigious society completely,
entirely knows exactly,
precisely how your incredibly abusive,
highly violent,
deeply bankrupt brother aggressively,
foolishly destroyed your highly fragile,
incredibly fake empire,
and we absolutely,
entirely love incredibly watching you deeply,
miserably suffer."
Vanessa completely,
entirely broke down,
incredibly hot,
highly desperate,
deeply agonizing tears aggressively,
violently streaming heavily,
miserably down her incredibly pale,
highly dirty,
deeply exhausted cheeks.
She suddenly,
incredibly unexpectedly noticed a highly small,
deeply shiny,
incredibly polished metal tag proudly,
securely attached directly,
firmly to the highly expensive,
incredibly advanced coffee machine directly,
immediately beside her incredibly trembling,
highly shaking arm.
The tag proudly,
arrogantly read that the incredibly massive,
highly expensive machine was entirely,
completely owned by Emily Hale’s incredibly massive,
highly unstoppable,
deeply terrifying corporate conglomerate.
She was incredibly,
literally being highly maliciously,
deeply brutally mocked by her highly wealthy,
incredibly arrogant former peers while actively,
miserably working as a completely,
entirely insignificant,
highly disposable peasant in her incredibly powerful,
highly vindictive sister in law's absolute,
total corporate kingdom.
Chloe haughtily,
arrogantly dropped a highly crumpled,
incredibly cheap,
deeply insulting single dollar bill onto the incredibly sticky,
highly disgusting laminate counter.
"Keep the incredibly generous,
highly massive change,
Vanessa,
it absolutely,
entirely looks like you incredibly desperately,
highly urgently need it to buy some deeply cheap,
highly terrible,
incredibly basic soap,"
Chloe sneered highly maliciously,
incredibly viciously,
deeply ruthlessly,
before gracefully,
elegantly spinning around and incredibly proudly,
highly arrogantly walking completely,
entirely out of the incredibly cheap,
highly disgusting shop.
Vanessa collapsed completely,
entirely against the incredibly cold,
highly sticky,
deeply dirty counter,
sobbing highly uncontrollably,
incredibly loudly,
deeply miserably into her highly cracked,
incredibly painful,
deeply ruined hands.
She incredibly,
finally completely,
entirely understood the highly massive,
incredibly terrifying,
deeply absolute extent of Emily’s incredibly cold,
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