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It was like the phone in her hand was born to torture her because the sound of the ringtone made her drop the phone to the ground. She stood up and bent down close to the phone, going in slowly to touch it as if it were a foreign object that she was sure would go off any minute from now. She gulped, pushing down the knot that the situation was causing in her throat as she forced herself to gather courage and pick up the phone. Ronan Stilling was bold across the screen as she gulped again. Honestly, she would have wished the call was from Varian and not him. She did not want to speak to him since he was the one who got them into this mess in the first place. If she had just stood her ground and insisted on the hotel's restaurant just like the other staff members, then maybe she would not
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