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Eighty-Five
Olivia Westview Two days had passed since I’d gone to the hospital to tell James I was resigning. Two long, miserable days that felt like I was trudging through wet concrete with every step. And now, here I was again, back in the office that I had been so desperate to leave. As much as I hated it, I couldn’t just quit. Not legally. Not unless James approved my resignation, and, of course, he hadn’t. The man was stubborn as hell. No matter how hard I tried to break free, he kept pulling me back. It wasn’t just annoying. It was suffocating. Every minute I spent here felt like I was drowning in my own bad decisions, my own emotional mess. But I couldn’t go AWOL either, not without completely screwing over my future. I needed the recommendation, the job history. I wasn’t about to throw my
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