67. Afternoon Snack

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Ansel I watched Elisa storm away, then went back to my chair. I had a lot of work to do, so I didn't have time to mess around. But I kept thinking about Elisa. How a dark shadow covered her pretty face as soon as she realized I was a jerk. But that was to be expected. Every woman reacted the same way when I broke things off with them. Usually, I felt a sense of relief when I got rid of each of them, but this time, it didn't feel right. My heart felt tight and uncomfortable as if I was about to have a heart attack. I wanted to see her smile again, but that would be impossible now. She was probably on her way to quit her job. The next day, I was surprised to find her at the desk. "Good morning," she looked at me and smiled. Huh? That's unexpected. Every time I ditched someone, they hate

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