The sound of running tap water was stopped by Gina's wet fingers. She took a piece of paper from the paper box on the wall, dried the water drops on her hand, and looked at herself in the mirror. She squeezed a corner of the crumpled tissue and rubbed it carefully on her eyeliner. She patched up her makeup again, adjusted her suit in front of the mirror, untying and fastening the third button of the suit before her chest repeatedly; there was a trace of sadness on her face.
The beautiful vase-like secretary of the mayor, Gina, thought that since it has already come to this point, and finally, she unbuttoned the third button. Single women needed to stay strong. Gina pressed her lips and left the bathroom.