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I seem so normal? Who the hell is he talking to?
The office felt cramped and claustrophobic, like there wasn’t enough air. My mind instinctively sought an escape route. The layers of cinderblock and concrete between me and the outside world bore down on me. I tried to force my breath into my stomach, to lengthen my gasps, but my body wouldn’t cooperate.
Don’t change here, don’t change here…
I ran back to my office and shut the door, the anxiety a band around my chest.
Just act like everything’s normal, I told myself. There’s nothing to worry about. Leaving work now would only make you look suspicious.
The wolf inside me paced and growled. It was one thing when it was business as usual, and she quieted, especially when children came to the office. This was different—someone set a tr
