Normally, it was a one-shot, but I cut it in three parts because it takes me time to translate.
PDV Jane
She did not understand their reaction, it hurt her so much to be the laughing stock of gossip. It was annoying, she was used to be criticized. She had become accustomed to the limited minds of some of her male colleagues, for them, she was some annoying chick, who tried her best to better than men but can't. She also was a lesbian, tomboy and weak. She had learned to bear without retaliating, although the desire was palpable to do so. Well at first, she fought back, with her strength and it made her weaker because she could not control herself. It was like shifting sands, the more we struggled and the more we get bogged down to get lost inside. At that moment, it was different.
Was she so desperate? Since when did everybody see her in this pejorative and humiliating way? Was it impossible for them to be true? Did she really take her for a compulsive liar? Since when did she have such a bad reputation? She did not understand ... certainly some repetitive circumstances were not in her favor, but did not she deserve the benefit of the doubt? This situation irritated her to such an extent that she wanted to knock on something or someone. She took a deep breath.
Approaching the police station's cafeteria, Jane noticed the group, she hid her presence behind a plant and roared with anger when she heard the accusing words. And what bothered her was especially the people who took part in her denigration behind her back. The people she trusted the most.
"Do you really think that Eric exists?" Angela commented to Korsak, Frost and Maura. The colleagues seemed lost in their respective thinking.
Of course, he exists! She was not going out with invisible man! Why is it so incredible? She also had charm! I always know how to seduce a man! I'm not ugly either! The detective fulminated clenching her fists, who hold back with incredible force the remarks, without rushing head first in the conversation. Although it was almost impossible to remain unmoved.
"I've never seen it until today ... Jane seems to believe in his existence,"
What! She…she believed in his existence! She was not crazy or hallucinatory! They will pay dearly for making fun of me when you see him!
"But every time I confront her, she's evasive. She simply run away." The Italian mother once again said, her daughter whistling with disapproval, why was she going to entrust her love affair to her mother, Boston's greatest tattletale? Every time it turned into her worst nightmare, she mingled with everything that has encroached you with her big hooves. This was her private life and love. After if it became serious, like marriage, or she became pregnant, gosh… she would be a little forced to talk about it, but very late.
"I sometimes see her with her mobile phone in hand to answer messages, but it's not necessarily her lover. And you Maura, did Jane tell you about him?" The said seemed engross in her own thoughts, she realized later, she was in the center of all eyes. She was lost and confuse, she said:
"Uh no…? What?"
"What did you know about this man?" Korsak asked drinking a cup of coffee.
"Not much. We really don't talk much about him…she is kind of shy...you know her..."
And this silence was the coup de grace, how could they make her suffer this way? No longer wanting to listen.
Furious, the brunette went towards the elevator and tapped the button with annoyance.