“703, hurry and say sorry to Sister Gale. Stop torturing all of us!”
“That’s right. You caused this, so hurry and fix it!”
“I need to wake up early tomorrow. If this mess affects my job, I won’t let it go!”
The crushing roar of the vibration machine, mixed with the screen packed with blame on my phone, made my vision darken from pure anger.
The one who was acting wrongly after doing something bad was not me.
The one hurting everyone was not me, either.
Why should I be the one who would take the blame and say sorry?
I knew Gale moved into this place before I did, so the people in the group chat likely knew her better.
But I never thought every single one of them would be this unfair.
Knowing there was no use talking to them, I simply muted the chat and endured it until morning.
As soon as daylight came, I went straight to the community management office.
The one who met me was the manager, Cornelius Guerrero.
Holding back my anger, I explained the whole situation to him.
After hearing it, Cornelius slowly took a drink of tea.
“We already know about this issue.”
“But even a fair official cannot easily judge household problems. Neighbor conflicts usually need you to talk it out yourselves.”