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The following morning, Addison had originally planned on calling in sick. For one, she hadn’t slept. Two, she was emotionally and physically spent. It wasn’t until Andre showed up and coached her through one of his signature grueling workouts that she surprisingly found her second wind and decided that it wouldn’t hurt her to go into the office for a little while. She needed to have a few words with Sondra, anyway. She showered and dressed in a long t-shirt dress and sandals; she was going casual today. Her days of caring what Sondra thought, or anyone else for that matter, were over. Once downstairs, she sat sipping her coffee and watched the boys enjoying their breakfast carefully prepared by the chef that her lies were paying for. She listened to their laughter and wondered how anythi