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Miss Monroe,Please Take a Seat
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2025-08-01 23:59:00ZOELLA’S POV.
I was already pulling the zipper up the side of my fitted navy blue dress when I heard Liam’s voice from behind me. “You’re really going through with it?” Here we go. I muttered inwardly as I rolled my eyes. I didn’t turn around. I just adjusted the sleeves of my blazer and reached for my perfume. “It’s just a job interview Liam.” “You say that like it’s a little thing.” He said, wandering in shirtless, like we weren’t on shaky ground, like he hadn't messed up less than forty-eight hours ago. His hair was still tousled from sleep—or whatever the hell he did while I stayed up last night reworking my CV. I had slept in the guest room despite his constant pleas for me to come to our bedroom. “I mean,” he added, hi
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