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Chapter Fifty-Eight
Jaden is Damian's father. The discovery of this fact didn't ease up anything for me. Instead, it left me with a bitter taste in my mouth. When I left his office, I ran to the bathroom. Disbelief washed over me until it overflowed from me in the form of tears. I cried. Gut-wrenching tears came fast. “Hello??” I heard a tentative voice knock on the door of my stall. I immediately went silent at that. There was no way I wanted to be caught in this state. My colleagues already hated me, I'm sure. The person knocked on that stall again, and then there was silence. I immediately pulled myself together. I needed to talk to Jack. He's the only person that I believe would understand me. I shouldn't have let Jaden ruin our friendship. I looked in the mirror. The image that stared back at me wa
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