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Chapter-15
I go to work all gloomy and sad. I try to drown myself into as much work as I can. I cashed the money on my way to work and now I have a fat wad of cash with me that I plan on giving Brad face-to-face. I am working with files and papers and pictures and one moment Rhea has a paper cutter in her hands, she is sorting out draft files and pictures and then next moment I cut my palm with the blade. "Holy f**k!" I swear under my breath as cascades of tears start falling off my face. I try not to cry but I hurt so bad inside out that I can’t stop. Looking at the blood is making me slightly dizzy too. Why God? Why? Why today of all days? "I'll call a doctor." Rhea rushes to call the doctor while others gather around me with an ice bucket and what not. Leave me alone. Let me at least cry in pea
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