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was seeing.
Donna’s smile became brittle and forced.
“So you actually did something with yourself,” she said, trying to sound bright and supportive.
I stayed completely calm. “Yes, I did.”
“How long have you been working here?” Rick demanded.
“Eight months now.”
“And you didn’t tell us?” Donna pressed, as if I owed them updates on my life.
“You stopped being continue reading …
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