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40. Every. Single. One. Of. Them.

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last update ๊ฒŒ์‹œ์ผ: 2026-06-25 22:50:48

Marissa POV

I worked from morning till lunch break trying to arrange the messy data and format them by hand. My fingers were literally cramping from gripping the pen, and my eyes felt like they were burning holes right through the unorganized sheets.

Around me, the office was clearing out. My coworkers were laughing, chatting, and grabbing their coats for lunch, while I could only stand rigid on the spot, racking my brain over columns of numbers that felt like pure nonsense.

Just then, a warm h
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