Chapter 22 Grace POV

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The outfit I was wearing cost more than my monthly wage. Every item of clothing still had a tag on it. Coming out of the elevator, I felt like all eyes were on me. They weren't, but deep down I felt like everyone knew what I'd been doing. I also didn't have my usual make-up on. Just some lipgloss that was in my bag. I didn't want to ask Delila. I really really liked her. I think if we were around each other enough we would be best friends. But I didn't want to get attached. I couldn't get attached. She didn't even live here , she was just visiting. Dean had business here for Dominic, then they would be gone. Same as him, he'd be gone too. Everything from last night didn't feel real. I mean what the actual f**k was that? I had well and truly freaked out this morning. Not because I didn't

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