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Fifty three: Pretending?

Probably because of how I had scolded Rachel yesterday, she hardly said anything to me. She looked kind of weary. She really never wore heavy makeup, but at least, she'd wear a little. But now, she wasn't wearing any makeup. She only looked so, so depressed. I hoped I hadn't done something really terrible to her. 

"Are the files complete?" I didn't want her to notice I was staring at her, so I just turned to my laptop. 

"Yes, they are." Her voice was low. Jeez, what was happening to her? 

I was kind of worried, but if I apologized to her or asked her what was wrong with her, she'd feel too important. That wasn't a bad thing, but well, I needed her to know she was like the other workers. 

I sighed. "Okay. So, send the other files as soon as possible."

"Okay." She still wasn't staring at me. She looked extremely depressed. 

I guessed I

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