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Twenty eight
•Emma• I have to say, I felt like I’m going crazy right now. I was here having an internal battle, thinking about what Rowan had done. It was a small gesture, yes, but so sweet. And now my brain was zoning in and out as I entered the office, and of course, I came in a cab while he rode in his usual car. Even though he and Mrs. Layla insisted I use his second car, I couldn’t agree to that. It already felt like too much. And who wouldn’t notice a mere intern driving a Ferrari into the company grounds? Rumours would start before I even made my way in from the parking lot. I took the elevator to my floor. I had done all the work needed of me last week, and this was a Monday, and I needed to be ready for anything. I made it to my department, where I met Jamie, a male co-worker of mine. T
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