Emily sat down.
She looked exhausted.
“I made a mistake.”
Monica nodded.
“Yes.”
“I want to apologize.”
“Not to me.”
Emily looked confused.
“To whom?”
“To the people you treated the same way.”
Emily looked down.
“How?”
“By changing.”
The answer was simple.
But it was heavier than an apology.
Emily stared at Monica.
“Who are you?”
Monica remained silent.
Emily tried again.
“Why does the manager speak to you like that?”
Monica looked toward the closed door.
“Because he knows me.”
“That isn't enough.”
“It should be.”
Emily shook her head.
“I need to understand.”
Monica's expression became firm.
“You don't need to understand my position.”
Emily waited.
“You need to understand your mistake.”
The words silenced her.
After several seconds, Emily nodded.
“I understand.”
Monica stood.
“Good.”
Emily looked at the torn ticket.
“What happens now?”
Monica picked it up.
“Now you learn something.”
“What?”
Monica looked directly into her eyes.
“Never confuse simplicity with insignificance.”
Emily absorbed the words.
Then Monica walked toward the door.
She stopped before leaving.
“And never destroy evidence before you understand it.”
Emily looked at the torn ticket.
She knew exactly what Monica meant.