A wave of unease settled over them.
Could she take our positions?
What if the manager promotes her? She clearly has a sharp eye.
Some were outright envious, gritting their teeth as they returned to work. Others, though reluctant, admitted to themselves that they wouldn't have been able to pick up on the details Nnenna had noticed.
Still, not everyone was willing to accept her.
A few of the workers whispered amongst themselves, their prejudice evident in their hushed tones.
Who is she, really?
Why did she cover her face?
She doesn't belong here.
Despite all the attention on her, Nnenna remained unfazed. She could feel the stares, sense the jealousy, and hear the muttered complaints, but she didn't care.
She had done what she needed to do.
Nothing else mattered.
Nnenna exhaled, shaking her head slightly. "What a day," she muttered to herself before pocketing her phone and returning to work.
